A recent conversation between myself and one of my children:
Child: About how far is that from our house?
Me: Oh...about five minutes. You know where the airport is...it's a little bit farther than that.
Child: We (Fredericktown) have an airport?!
Me (laughing): Yes. You've been there before, remember when we went to see Ivan (airplane mechanic) and he showed us the planes he was working on?
Child (in complete and total disbelief): That was the airport?!
Me (still laughing): Yes, that's our airport. You should be proud to live in a one stop light, two Dollar General, impossibly small airport town.
Me (again): By the way, thanks for giving me something to blog about today.
Child: Great.
Child (again): Just don't make me sound as dumb as I really sounded when I said that.
Me (laughing harder): I'll see what I can do.
Child: Why don't you make yourself sound dumb since it's your blog?
Me: Oh, honey. You have no idea.
Me (after a few seconds): Do you even read the blog?
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You can see the rest of this session here under "Hall/Meister 3 Months".
2 comments:
LOL! Remember Wapella? NO stoplights, NO stores and the "airport" was a grass runway between two cornfields!
You were so discreet, and yet I'm fairly positive I know which child:) Thanks for back to work Tuesday morning laugh.
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