(The boys, riding in the backseat, spot a “place of business”.)
Xavier “Mom, that place is called The Anvil! Mom, can we go there!? Do they have blacksmiths!?”
Liam: “That would be so cool! STOP THE CAR!”
Xavier: “Mom, why are you laughing?”
Liam: “Mom, this isn’t funny; we really want to see this!”
(silence)
Xavier: “Uh oh.”
Liam: (whispering) “I don’t know what we did, but I bet it goes on Facebook.”
Fisticuffs and Shenanigans 
Gasping for air… Kids are so innocent and so savvy all at the same time!
I’m saving this one for when they’re 17, and they bring a date over. “Honey, do you remember the time that you wanted me to take you to a fetish bar? Awwww, you were a sweet little chap.”
hahahahahaha! bubba has been practicing his parkscape moves and he has “mastered” the perpendicular hold on a street sign pole (if by “mastered” he means “attempts pitifully”), so he shouts to me (in front of a bunch of people milling about at our neighborhood park), “MOM, LOOK! I CAN POLE DANCE!” although i desperately wanted to, i was too horrified to FB it.
I made the mistake of reading this, on the bike, at the gym, and I started laughing so hard that I had to stop peddling. 🙂
AWESOME. I remember my son reading a sign, “Girls girls girls.” He was probably 8 or 9. He said, “OMG, ew, why would someone want to go THERE?” He was so annoyed with me when I just laughed.
Seriously, that place is CRAWLING with cooties.
Right? I wouldn’t even go there after a cooties shot!
Meet you there! Say, 7 pm?
Toats…I’ll bring my fancy nipple clamps.