Phrasing

It's been a while.

It's been eventful since we got back from vacation, Daniel has been basically wiped out every night now that he's started at the extended day program at what will soon be his school.  Next week is going to be even harder on the little guy with actual school (well, Junior Kindergarten) starting up.

But this is another in the  "James says the most hilarious stuff" category.

I was golfing today (it was insanely cold for it being the end of August, by the way, I don't think it go above 20 all day) and didn't get home until just before 9pm.  I went upstairs and saw James was still awake, so I went in to see him.  This is what followed.
James:  Dad?  Let me tell you about my day. 
Me:  Okay, bud, tell me about your day. 
James:  Well first it was excellent, then it was passable, then it was good, then it was great.
At this point I'm already starting to laugh (I'm sure he gets "passable" from playing Cut the Rope on my tablet or Christine's phone, it's a fun game and both he and Daniel enjoy it), but he wouldn't give me time to ask what part of the day qualified as "passable".
James:  Then, I took your tablet and ... and ... and I wanted to show your wife ... 
Me: You mean mama? 
James: Yeah, mama.  I wanted to show mama something on it.
That's frankly all you need to know about his day.  I love how much that kid already understands of how language works.  Also, I think I'll start referring to Christine as "my wife" and see how that goes for me.

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