Friday, August 14, 2009

What?!?!

The drive from San Francisco to San Diego was a long one with just me and the kids and we were all tired and cranky when we got to the hotel. I was trying to get us checked in and Thing 1 was bouncing off the walls and teasing his brother.

I finally lost my temper and hissed at him through clenched teeth, "Will you please ACT YOUR FRICKIN' AGE!!!" (Yes, I refrained from saying fucking. I'm not completely hopeless.)

He clammed up for a second, looked at me and said:

"Ok. At what age do I begin to frick?"

I laughed so hard I peed my pants. Where did that smartass kid come from anyway?

6 comments:

  1. My third son says 'frickin' all the time. I'll show him this. He'll love it.

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  2. Good one! You'd better watch out--they're going to start frickin' before you know it.

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  3. Hehehehehehe! You created a monster. You KNOW where the got it from.

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