Tuesday, September 19, 2006

Wait your Turn

Transcript of actual events:

The Boy (sobbing uncontrollably): "Mo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-m! I . . . *bwa-a-a-a-a-a* . . . can't . . .
*sniff,sniff, gulp* . . . . can't find . . . . *ah-huh-huh-huh*
James With A Button (a Most Beloved Train - ed.)!"

Me (half-heartedly and fakely sobbing): "Oh, no! What can we do?"

The Boy (totally calm, no traces of sobbing): "Mom, stop. You can't be sad."

Me: "Why not?"

The Boy: "Because I'm already being sad right now!"

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