Following are comments I overheard while doing my very best to fall into a trance (also known as sleeping standing up) as I washed the dishes.
"Stop biting my pants."
"Those are my pickles. They're always all my pickles."
"That angry beaver hurt the monster."
"Did you just drink that? That's two days old. Why would you drink that?"
"The baby broke the house."
"Don't floss Juno." (Juno is the cat)
Now guess which lines were spoken by my husband, and which by my 2 1/2 year old son. Feel free to talk amongst yourselves.
I'd attribute 'don't floss Juno' and 'Stop biting my pants' to the husband...
ReplyDeleteAnd, of course, the "why would you" series. Why would anyone drink old, separated orange juice? *shudders*
ReplyDeleteLOL. That's fabulous. I'm guessing "The baby broke the house" was your hausband, too. I can't decide if I like the pant-biting or the pickles best. Or the drinking. House-breaking maybe. They're all my favorite. :)
ReplyDeleteActually , that was the toddler. He's got a whole mythology of bad deeds this giant baby has perpetrated. And other kids have imaginary friends...
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