Me: I see a fire truck, look kids!
Rooster: Firemen are bad. They grab you and take you away. Then they lock you in the jail!
Me: No, honey, firemen are helpers. They put out the fires.
Rooster: No! No they don't! That's the POLICE.
Rooster: Peaches, will you marry me?
Peaches: NO! I won't. I'm too little.
Grandma (who overheard the above): Rooster, I would be happy to marry you.
Rooster: No, Grandma, I'm not allowed.
Peaches (who has just been told she cannot wear a pair of tap shoes two sizes too big for her with her shorts to school): DAMMIT! For God's SAFE! For! God's! SAFE!
Teacher: Rooster, stop! That's not safe!
Rooster, to teacher: AHHH! I am going to tell your daddy on you!
Teacher (aside): I haven't seen him in 20 years, so I don't think he's really going to care, but you go ahead and tell him if you can find him.
Saturday, August 2, 2008
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Okay, the last two belong in the Reader's Digest or something. Thanks for the smile!
OMG, the tap shoes one is too funny!!
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