Conversations

Vignettes from this evening:

Small Fry: Unca Deeeee! Unca Deeeee!  [Unca' D's one-syllable first name has stretched into two.  At least.]

Hubby: What?

Small Fry: I yuv yew.

Hubby: I love you too.

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Medium Fry: Smeww my stinky foot!

Hubby: No!

Medium Fry: *giggles* Smeww my stinky foot!

Hubby: Pee-yoo!

Medium Fry: Stinky foot peed on you! Stinky foot peed on you!

Hubby: No, that's not what that means! "Pee-yoo" means it smells stinky!

Medium Fry: Stinky foot peed on you!

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Hubby: Firefox is not responding. Well, I'm done with Firefox. I'll try Google Chrome.

Medium Fry: Booble Cwumb?

Hubby: No, Google Chrome.

Medium Fry: Gooble Cwumb.

Hubby: CHROME.

Medium Fry: Chwome.

Hubby: Google Chrome.

Medium Fry: Gooble Chwome.


Some nights, the mine is rich....

Fun with Musicals

We grilled for dinner tonight, and ate outside because it was just too nice not to. I went back inside during the meal, and when I came back out, Hubby asked if I'd brought my cell phone with me.

I hadn't because it was still charging in the living room.

Rather than just tell me what he'd texted, he pulled up what he sent on his phone and showed it to me.

Medium Fry had faked a sneeze while I was inside.

She's done stuff like that before, so that we'll say "Bless you!"

Hubby responded in song. "Bless your beautiful hide!"

Indignant, Medium Fry said, "No! Bless my face!"



Here's the musical it came from.