So, IR happened downstairs the other night and stopped by the couch where this
was sitting. Looking down he asks...
IR - "Is that uhhhhhhh.... Hair dryer?"
Me - *turns to follow gaze, then looks back up at him incredulously and speechlessly*
10yo saves the day - "Hair dryer?" *incredulous look comparable to my own* "No, it's a toy gun for my Nerf game on the computer."
IR - "Oohhh.. hm. ......hm. *still examining it as if it's a satanic concoction* "Looks like one of those blow dryers."
*Note - It hasn't been moved or touched since this exchange. It's exactly as he saw it.
Tuesday, May 3, 2005
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