Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Sass Mouth

In which your humble narrator shares some choice utterances from that fount of sass, Child #1.

Upon being told that his baby-sitter was coming (and he loves her):
"She's not my friend any more."
Upon being encouraged to eat some pieces of apple:
"No. It's too dangerous."
Upon being encouraged to defecate in the potty rather than in his diaper:
"I will never poop in the potty. It's gross."
Upon being presented with a slice of homemade pizza made by his father:
"I don't like your pizza. I like the pizza the man brings to the door."

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