Henry was in a time-out for doing who knows what. Take your pick. You're probably right. As he was serving his time I was just around the door and heard him mumble, "I hate this damn place." WHAT?!? I'm shocked and sad and confused and also (I hate to admit) very amused to hear those words come out of his mouth.
ME: "Henry, what did I just hear you say?"
HENRY: (looks at me like he has no idea what I'm talking about)
ME: "You just said two words you are not supposed to use. "Hate" and "damn."
HENRY: (looks at me like he has no idea what I'm talking about)
ME: "Where did you hear that word?"
HENRY: (looks at me like he has no idea what I'm talking about)
ME: (because this conversation is obviously going nowhere and I need to pull out the big guns) "God doesn't like it when you use those words Henry. And neither does momma. They are not nice words."
Henry: (with what I believe was a glimmer of smart-ass in his eye) "God is in the other room right now momma."
Fine. I give up. Enjoy your damn time out Henry!
ahhhhhhhhhhh- remember when I texted you saying that Brendan was saying Dammit.....I think we are finally over it....well for now at least- why does it have to be so darn hard- that did make me laugh though:)
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ReplyDeleteoh boy... "God is in the other room..."
You think that will work for me too?
I love your short stories! So far, with Henry's personality, he's a facinating subject to write about :) hee hee
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