Snippets of conversation on a Sunday afternoon with GIRL & BOY
Mommy can you help me with my cape? asks GIRL.
Mommy, how do I look? - GIRL dressed in cape, tiara, paint splattered shirt with her name label from church, "GIRL," still stuck across her chest, striped leggings, Princess shoes and a purse.
Is BOY dressing up? - I ask.
He isn't dressing up. He's handsome.- replies GIRL.
BOY, how do I look?
You look cool, GIRL. Very cool. - says BOY now dressed in pajamas.
You look very handsome. - states GIRL.
I don't look handsome.
Yes, you do.
BOY, the wedding is starting. - says GIRL.
Oh, I can't dance, because I have my PJs on. --the not so mournful BOY.
Tomorrow it's going to be a rain storm. Today, can you dance? - asks GIRL.
GIRL, I feel kind of, a little bit...TIRED. - states BOY, going to lie down on his bed and pulling the covers over his head.
GIRL starts singing the dance music: La, la, la, la...
BOY leaves the room as GIRL says, Don't worry. It's only a dance for girls.
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It's TOMORROW, BOY! - shouts GIRL.
OK, gotta go. GIIRRRRRL, I see all my friends.- Says BOY.
........................suspicious silence for a bit and then:
We're painting. Oh, we have to wash our hands. - BOY.
Come ON, BOY!
I'm dirty. It's too big a mess. - BOY
Dirty? BOY complaining about too big a Mess?
......JCK awakens from eavesdropping on the delightful conversation between her children and goes to investigate. They have been painting. With blue toothpaste. On the window trim in the bathroom.
......JCK awakens from eavesdropping on the delightful conversation between her children and goes to investigate. They have been painting. With blue toothpaste. On the window trim in the bathroom.
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Let me look in the mirror and see how I look. - says BOY.
You look great, BOY!
I look RIDICULOUS!! - states BOY.
And he's off....
Apparently the combination of being handsome, some dancing obligations, and a certain look were too much for BOY. He's out the door. Just him and the great outdoors. Safe from girls.
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