
Here is a funny Bagelism for you...
We are all home, and Spaghetti is bringing Weaky into the front room after dinner, Bagel and I are in there already, and I stub my toe on the end table.
I was stressed for some random reason, or no good reason at all, and the first thing I yell is "FUCKER!!"
In an instant my lovely 3 year old is quickly saying "Fucker, Fucker, Fucker..." Spaghetti quickly interrupts her with "Trucker? Mom meant that Brett, our neighbor is a Trucker. He drives the BIG truck, right Bagel?"
She gives him the most "um no" look, and says "No daddy. Mommy did NOT say Trucker. She said Fucker. Fucker, fucker, fucker..."
Thank you for the clarification my dear child.







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