...just how clean are they?
Yesterday, due to a faulty starter in Paul's car, we needed to pick him up at his office en route from one soccer game to another.
As we pulled into his office building parking lot, I told the boys that whoever needed to use the restroom should go now. While they are perfectly content to pee on a nearby tree (remote or not), I try to discourage this behavior as much as possible. Public urinating, I tell them, is mostly against our standards as a family.
Charlie and Augie both said they needed to go, and the three of us walked into the building together. I told the boys that when they were done in the men's bathroom, they were to wait right outside the door until I was ready.
When I came out of the women's room, about a minute later, Charlie and Augie were indeed right where I told them to be.
"Look what I found," said Charlie, and he excitedly thrust a pint-sized amphibian into my face.
"Woah," I said, "what is that?"
"It's a gecko," he said, and I lowered my face to get a closer look.
"That is so cool, Charlie."
"Yeah," he told me, "it was just right there, in one of the toilets!"
In which I destroy my son's creation and pay dearly
"Remember that Walker, Texas Ranger," said Charlie, "where there was Cooper Walker?"
"Yeah," said Elliott, "it was Cooper instead of Cordell."
"It was from that Flashback episode," remembered Charlie, "and Cooper was the relative of Cordell."
"And in the end," said Elliott, "it was just Chuck Norris with an extra hairpiece."
One boy's idea of putting food on the table
Sometimes, it's really amazing what people will say.
Boy at dinner: Wow, this is actually pretty good. I guess I won't throw up after all.
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