Vignettes From The Evening

Hubby and Large Fry are semi-cuddled on the couch, feet towards each other so they can share a blanket. Hubby: [*pthbbhthbt*] Excuse you! Large Fry: Daddy! Ew! That wasn't me. That was you! Hubby: Are you sure? I think it was you. Large: Daddy! No! Was not! Hubby: Was too! Large: Was not! Hubby: Was too! Another minute or so goes by. Hubby: [*phbbtbthbbbpt*] Excuse you! Large: DADDY!! EW!! That was YOU! Hubby: Was not. Large: Was too! A few minutes later... Large: [*poot poot*] Excuse you! Hubby [chuckling]: Very good! ~~~~~~~~~~ Hubby: Okay, who wants to go get Daddy a soda? Small Fry: Me! She dashes out of the room, only to return a few minutes later, hands tucked behind her back. Small: Daddy, dewre was no more soda. It's all gone. Dewre's none left! Hubby [suitably aghast]: There's no more? Oh, no! Small [pulling soda bottle out from behind her back]: I was just kidding! ~~~~~~~~~~ Hubby [shouting up from kitchen]: Honey, do you need a soda? Me: Yes! Small appears in the living room, hands tucked behind her and a suspiciously impish grin on her face. Small: Mommy, I don't have a soda for you. Me: Oh? Small [pulls bottle out and hands it to me]: I was just joking! ~~~~~~~~~~ Small is in the den. She bends over and puts her hands on the floor, kind of aiming her heinie in Hubby's general direction. Small: Stinky is coming! [pause] [*POOT*] There it is! Hubby is rather shocked and trying not to laugh. Small straightens up and gives him a goobery grin and giggles. ~~~~~~~~~~ Small: Hey, Mama, how's youwr belly feelin'? ~~~~~~~~~~ Hubby is tucking the twin Fries in bed. They've already done the usual bedtime prayer. Hubby: Okay, who's going to pray for good dreams? Medium Fry: Not me! Small: I will! Deawr God, please help Medium an' Lawrge an' me to haff good dwreams, an' bless Mama's belly so it feels bettewr soon! Amen! Medium: No fair! I wanted to pwray fowr Mama's belly! So...now we have to break up that prayer so that each of them can take half.