This evening at dinner:
Boy Child: So and then? They showed these cats. And mom? Have you ever seen Aunt Susie's cat Raisin? I think he has diabetes.
Me: I don't think he really does. He's just overweight.
BC, snorting: Anyway, these cats? They weighed like 400lbs.
Jason: They weighed what now?
BC: Like 200 pounds.
Jason: Boy Child. Two hundred pounds?
BC: Or like 400 pounds. Whatever.
Jason: Boy Child. How much do you think I weigh?
BC, considering: Um...about 100 pounds?
(Um...no. Have you seen Jason? No.)
Me, almost hysterical with laughter: I'm not even going to ask how much you think I weigh.
BC, immediately: Ninety pounds. Oh yeah!
More hysterical laughter.
Jason, fist-bumping BC: What up, playah?
Me, getting teary-eyed: I've taught you so well.
BC: That's right. When you talk to women and they ask you how old you think they are or how much they weigh? You always subtract 10 years and forty pounds.
Me: I love you even more than I ever thought possible.
Jason: Well. He's going to do much better with the ladies than I ever anticipated.
Me, sniffing: I'm so proud.
Taking bids on him now gals. Taking bids on him now.
9 comments:
DO NOT bid him out! You KNOW he is for my Bella !!!! xoxo You KNOW you want me for an inlaw :)
I love that boy SO BAD! His mama too!
Yup, boy child is awesome. As he should be, after all he's yours :) (ftr, girl child is awesome too, but we don't hear the stories about her :))
DANG!!! My niece is just way too young.....
You're killing me, here. Thanks for the laugh.
this is fabulous. I love BC.
SNORT!!!! And I am a lady who never snorts! (yeah, right)
Tell them what they want to hear, kid! Till you don't need them any more.
What a Smart Boy!!!
Btw he would love to see our fat cat...we have resorted to calling her fatty mcfatty instead of her name.
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