Setting: 9:30 pm on a warm, balmy early summer night. We are sitting on the couch watching one of those CSI shows that we probably shouldn't watch. The action and suspense is at the highest point of the show.
Scene: Suddenly, from the far corner of the room a noise is heard. The occupants of the room jump slightly at the noise. What's that?!? A turn of the head towards the direction the noise is coming from reveals not one, but two small boys standing on the stairs. One is glaring with his hands on his hips, the other is grinning with his little baby belly hanging out of his jammies.
Glaring boy: "I'm angry to you about my Book of Mormon not to bed." (Glaring boy pauses, and notices the adult CSI-watchers have a donut bag sitting on the couch between them.) "And I need a donut! TWO donuts."
Grinning boy: "Donut!"
Female Parental Unit: "They look cute. Let me get a picture."
Two Grinning Boys (in unison): "Cheese!!!!"
Male Parental Unit: "Your book of Mormon is in the toy room. No donuts tonight, you can have some in the morning. Go back to bed."
1 comment:
I love the way you write your blogs. They are so inventive. which is why you're a school teacher...and I'm not.
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