#4 is laying on the couch and out of blue he asks, "Mom? You wanna see my stash of guns?"
I knew exactly what he was saying in Boy Language. It was, "Mom. You are cool. I can trust you to see my guns. And I love you and want to share my most precious things with you." He scurried upstairs to get his stash and bring it down to show me. He showed me his Precious-es. (how do you pluralize Precious?)
As I write, he is sitting on top of his metal suitcase hiding his guns from his sister. "No! only boys can see! This is a one player game!" (the guns are made out of duplos)
He turned his case so #5 cannot see the stash and he is shooting her.
See? I am special.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
-
It was a basic U-shaped kitchen. On the other side of the peninsula we had our dining table. It was a basic 10x11 kitchen. Builder basic ... -
My DH just asked me what I was writing about. "Why I think K12 sucks." His response? "Let us count the ways." I wanted...
-
On the way home from Grandma's house DH let #6 take the wheel. She loved it. She is the first one to sit on the steering wheel instead...
2 comments:
Awww! This just made me smile. You are pretty darn special!
So cool. I love your translations Dana, they are so spot on. Miss you guys.
Post a Comment