Me, to Charlie: You drink your big boy milk.My brilliance and wit are completely wasted on my daily audience of midgets.
Jack (jokingly): Did that milk not come from a cow then?
Me: I personally milked three big boys to fill this cup.
Friday, 26 August 2011
The only way to stay sane (filthy, but sane)
Charlie's too old for formula now.
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But not wasted on us! Genius.
ReplyDeleteNot to mention your filthiness :)
ReplyDeleteLove it!
ReplyDelete*snigger*
ReplyDeleteI think i actually fell off my chair laughing!
ReplyDeleteYou could write vaudeville.
ReplyDeleteFunny and yuck at the same time. Great.
ReplyDeleteAnd your brilliance and wit are not wasted on them, they will grow up with a sense of humour, which I think is the greatest gist you can give any child.
Teaching them to read a comment carefully before posting it is the second greatest gift.
ReplyDeleteNo, not wasted on me either :-)
ReplyDeleteMaybe wasted on your boys, but it made me splutter! Thank you for that :-)
ReplyDeleteYou want to be careful. You never know what is going to be repeated to teachers or babysitters.
ReplyDelete"My mum gives my little brother milk from BOYS! It's true! She said so!"
That kind of thing.
Subversive humour that only you can understand is the only way to survive small children...
ReplyDeleteGod. That was funny. Your kids don't even know the GENIUS that is their mother.
ReplyDelete:) :) :) :) what a hoot
ReplyDeletex Sandi
ROFL.......tummy ache
ReplyDeleteThat's...disgusting.
ReplyDeleteMore, please.
I just discovered your blog through Fiona Gray's and you are damn funny. Love it! :-)
ReplyDeleteEwwww...
ReplyDeleteBut, I love your sense of humor, Mwa. And your boys will too, one day soon.