Dinner conversation
Me (to my four sons, ages 5-9): "You guys, when I empty your bathroom garbage, I'm still not seeing empty toilet paper rolls."
Oldest son: "Can't we get a bidet?"
Next younger son: "Is that that water fountain for your butt?"
(Much giggling)
30 seonds of relative quiet while they eat.
Youngest son: "I'm a vegetarian!"
Me: "How's your chicken?"
Youngest son: "Tasty!"
Oldest son: "Can't we get a bidet?"
Next younger son: "Is that that water fountain for your butt?"
(Much giggling)
30 seonds of relative quiet while they eat.
Youngest son: "I'm a vegetarian!"
Me: "How's your chicken?"
Youngest son: "Tasty!"
Actually, I wish I was cultured enough at that age to know what a bidet was, let alone be able to express it so eloquently.
9:59 AM
When I was 5, I thought a bidet was a foot washer. I like to have really clean feet.
6:12 PM
I like that your dinner conversation was about how to properly clean your butt.
8:08 PM
is there another way?
12:56 AM
Butt Cleaning 101, and still eating!
That's heartwarming SYSM. So much better than anything the Waltons could have come up with.
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