morning at my house pt 2

quickly followed by…

9yo:  daddy smartly hit my shin.

and

me:  daddy, give her scooter back!!!

and

9yo:  oooh, hand to hand combat!!!

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hold me, i’m frightened

while at disney…

6yo:  you know there are 8 dwarves.

me: no, i’m pretty sure there are only 7.

6yo:  no, there’s 8. the 8th one is named crazy and he runs around with a chainsaw like this. [holds arms up above head like wielding a chainsaw and makes a horrible face and yells.]

me [to daddy]:  can we leave her here? she’s starting to scare me.