The boy and I were waiting for The Girl to finish her audition when a rather ridiculous exchange took place.
The boy: Mom, you don't work, so you don't make any money.
Me: I don't make any money, but I do have a job. My job is to be your mom.
The boy: Awesome, so if I don't like the way you tuck me in tonight, I can fire you!
Me: Thankfully, it doesn't work that way.
He's kind of a funny kid. He knew that isn't exactly how it works, but he sure thought it was funny to suggest it should. He's good at coming up with funny/clever wise ass comments lately. The other day I told him it wasn't nice to laugh at his sister's expense and he quickly threw out one of my favorite lines from the movie, Elf, "I just like to smile. Smiling's my favorite!"
It can be incredibly difficult not to bust out laughing at some of the well timed things he has to say. Now if we could just get him to replace all of his whining with smiles and witty comments, life would be perfect.
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