THIS BOY IS NOT AS PRECIOUS AS HE SEEMS
A snippet of our daily conversation on the way to the park:
MAMA: OK, we're almost there. Now remember...
HAL: We don't take people's fings, and we share. (kinda precious!)
MAMA: That's right! Good job. Especially bikes...we don't take people's new bikes, right?
HAL: We don't take people's fings, etc.
MAMA: Where are you going?! No, no, no!!!!
What did Mommy say? *sigh*
HAL: Bwahahahahaha! (*squealing* whilst running toward someone's trike, and about to take it; cries hysterically when I intercept him)
MAMA: We don't take people's bikes, honey. It's not very nice.
HAL: (crying) OK, OK!
LATER THAT SAME MORNING...
HAL: (in a very precious, non chalant tone) OK, bye! See you later! (waves to me as if he's just going for a little stroll, no big deal, runs to bike...)
MAMA: *sigh*
Apparently, I need to step up the whole "stealing could land you in the big house" routine.
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
The Tricycle Thief
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6 comments:
Awww, this only makes him cuter!
So funny! And I love the implied bicycle thief reference. :D
The sun and sand is not very inviting at Club Fed.
I love that he told you 'bye as he went of to steal the bike!
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Even us grown-ups still want to steal other people's cool bikes! ;)
ahahahhhhhahaha! I'm seeing a fear of large houses in his future! lol
Smiles, Karen
makes me ache for a little fella in my life again!
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