Brandon's fear of snakes has reemerged and has again made him afraid to go to bed at night. As I tucked him in tonight he began to cry, saying he wanted company. Here is the conversation that ensued:
B: (crying and rubbing his eyes) I just want some company...
K: Well sweetie you have all these stuffed animals to keep you company.
B: (still crying and rubbing) But I want a grown-up to be with me...
K: (using my most loving and patient voice)
Honey, you don't need a grown-up, you need to grow up.
B: (crying a bit harder now) Mom, that was offensive...
A: (voice from the bottom bunk) Don't worry Brandon I would have found that offensive too!
Damn kids.
2 comments:
Don't you just love it!! Grandma
Offensive! HA! We weren't nearly so smart when we were kids, were we? :o)
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