Me: Easton, are you going to be sweet to the new baby?"
E: Imma poke its eyes.
Nice.
Friday, June 21, 2013
Monday, June 10, 2013
Excuse me, sir...
As we're getting in the car to leave Easton's babysitter's house, his little friend Bob* is walking out the door with his dad...
Macey: Excuse me, sir.
Bob's dad: Yes, sweetie?
Macey: Bob bit my brother last week.
My mouth dropped a little. I didn't know whether to crack up laughing or profusely apologize, so a mixture of the two happened. While it was true that ol' Bob had bitten Easton the week before, I really didn't think his daddy needed to hear about it.
Poor Bob probably thought he had gotten away with the crime, little did he know that big sisters don't miss out on a chance to take up for their baby brothers.
*Name changed to protect the not-so-innocent but still precious little friend
Macey: Excuse me, sir.
Bob's dad: Yes, sweetie?
Macey: Bob bit my brother last week.
My mouth dropped a little. I didn't know whether to crack up laughing or profusely apologize, so a mixture of the two happened. While it was true that ol' Bob had bitten Easton the week before, I really didn't think his daddy needed to hear about it.
Poor Bob probably thought he had gotten away with the crime, little did he know that big sisters don't miss out on a chance to take up for their baby brothers.
*Name changed to protect the not-so-innocent but still precious little friend
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