My darling husband is treading dangerous ground. Very dangerous ground.
Don't you have something you want to tell mommy?
"Mommy, I a pubkin."
You're a what?
"A pubkin. I a pubkin mommy."
My darling husband is almost peeing his pants he's laughing so hard and he takes extreme pleasure in translating for me.
"He's a republican".
Fast forward to tonight. I spend what felt like an eternity convincing my son who is a MAMA'S BOY mind you that not only is he a democrat but he's also a RED SOX fan. Yes, John got him started with the "GO YANKEES" crap again. The kid was growling GO YANKEES at me. I finally managed to turn things around and implement some sanity in my house.
"NO daddy. GO RED SOX".
The one time I appreciated the set of lungs he inherited from me.
Oh and speaking of crap. I also got him to turn on his father and become a democrat again.
Except it sounded like democrap...
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