Regarding the new moratorium on snacks and junk food for Lola:
Biggy: Where's Lo?
TR: Why do you want to know?
Biggy: Because there's an ice cream truck coming down the street and I don't want her to see it.
TR: She's downstairs eating ice cream.
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JackMan: (Pointing to one of Lo's big watercolors on fridge) Can we take this down? It keeps falling.
TR: Sure. I'll just put it in her art box.
Jack: Do I have an art box?
TR: Um...no...
Jack: That's what I thought.
TR: If it were up to me, Lola wouldn't have a box either. We'd just have the memories. I did keep your two favorite stuffed animals, though.
Jack: The kitten and the bunny?
TR: Yeah.
Jack: But you threw away Red. (Jack won Clifford the Big Red Dog at the fair one year. It took up half his bedroom.)
TR: Oh my god, Jack. After a few years, it smelled like B.O. and sour milk.
Jack: It was the best thing that ever happened to me.
TR: Is there ANYTHING I can do to make amends so that in fifteen years you don't bring this up at Thanksgiving dinner?
Jack: Oh, I'm bringing it up.
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While watching a TV show on Amazon River dolphins, or botos, we learn that the male dolphins pick up big rocks in their mouths and thrash around with them to impress the females.
TR: Gad, is the male of every species stupid?
Jack: Did you miss the part where the females are actually impressed by this?
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As we're finishing up dinner:
Biggy: Where's your algebra book, Jack? Let's get started.
Jack: Are you REALLY gonna try to walk me through Logorhythms and e function?
Biggy: I really am.
Jack: Mom, will you video this?
2 comments:
Y'all really should have a reality show on Bravo.
I agree - MUCH more entertaining than any of the "Housewives of "....
Jack - I feel your pain. You can keep bringing up Red since I continue to remind my Mom that she was 8th grade class mother for all 5 of my siblings, but took a break when I was in the 8th grade.
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