it’s bed time
we are in the midst of Thomas’ bed time routine
after the race to his room, his music playing
we’re wrestling, a new activity
he charges at me before veering off while taking a wild swing at me
he’s particularly ferocious tonight
he stops and looks at me with his terrible eyes
he swings his terrible claws into the air and yells
“I’M GOING TO GET YOU, YOU
…
YOU
…
YOU
….
BAD-WORD!”
he charges again, this time crashing directly into me
he pummels me
i roar my terrible roar
“GO BAD-WORD YOURSELF!”
and i eat him up
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Go bad word yourself? I am laughing over here. Gah, I adore that kid.
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*snort*
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He might have had a terrible, horrible, no good VERY bad day in order for him to swear.
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I love it. And that just so happened to be D’s book last week which means we read it every.single.day. Plus, Grandma was in town so we had to read it with her two or three times too. :)
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What a terrible story. ;-)
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hee. hee. this makes me kinda laugh…
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Rather than actually calling someone a bad name, for a while (long ago) I would call people “colorful metaphors”. LOL crazy shit kids come up with. So cute.
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