Why A Spoon?
I’m cooking dinner and I’ve already kicked the dogs out of the kitchen several times. I can see them slinking just outside the kitchen door, trying to look ever so casual as they prepare for another attempt at begging food.
Me: “Dammit Spyro! Go lay down”
Dog: Makes as if to go lay down then turns back to the kitchen when he thinks I’m not looking
Me: “Go lay down or I’m going to stab you with this fork!”
Vista: “Nooooo Mommy! Don’t stab him with a fork!!
Me: “Fine. How about a spoon”
Vista: Thinks about it for a minute. “Yeah, OK. Use a spoon…. He’d like that!” Skips off smiling
Me to Bil: “Something tells me she really didn’t understand that conversation.”
I don’t think I’ll be letting her watch Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves any time soon…
3 Responses to Why A Spoon?
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Bahahaha! And my first thought when I saw the title of this post was:
“because it’s dull you idiot, it’ll hurt more!”
This is why we’re friends.
PrincessJenn Reply:
September 11th, 2012 at 4:19 pm
HA! You’re awesome for totally getting my twisted sense of humour.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! She is always a form of smiles
Way too cute, (pervious commenter, totally smart 