Why, oh stinkin', why do I take my children in public? Have I not learned from the 45,853,459,023,541,783 other times I've taken them in public? This evening my father so generously took us as a family to dinner. Like their cuisine choices the topics of conversation weren't much better. My dad is a very proper man of perfect manners and protocol. I very much want him to enjoy being around his grandchildren. My children prefer that their grandfather practice unconditional love in all situations. Here's the highlights.
1. "My dad shot our cat this morning"-Jake
Jake have some more of your yummy mac and cheese - Mom
2. "He's not a good shot, I could have done it better" - Jake
Jake I bar you from speaking of this for life. - Mom
3. "What? Oh, okay, look at this fossilized Dino poo....I'm gonna put it on dad's rice when he goes to wash his hands and see if he can guess what it is when he comes back."-Jake
Jake, honey, why don't do tell Grandpa about your soccer season - Mom
3. Simi gabbing the waitress's tip money "OHHH, 3 dollars for me!!!"
Simi, put the money on the table it's not yours - Mom
4. "NO, I am gonna put it in my bank and buy....." - Simi
Simi, put the money on the table - Mom
5. As I yank Simi from her seat to whisper sweet nothings in her ear, Jake Screams "OHHHHHHHHHHH Simi's gonna get it now"
6. "Wow, if dad eats all the food on his plate he's really gonna have to go to the bathroom...BAD" - Jake
Jake enough with the potty humor it's gross -Mom
You get the idea. Potty humor and defiance make my day. It really is quite funny and I am choosing to remember it that way but geesh, can't they just be funny at home and perfect citizen's in public?
It did make me feel marginally better when I caught the children at the next table over hurling green and red jello at each other out of the corner of my eye. Yes!!!, I tell myself I don't have the only unruly spawn.
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