The Boy: “I want something to eat.”
The Mrs: “How about a rice cake?”
The Boy: “Yay! Rice cake! Rice cake! Hey… what’s that?”
Category: daddyblog
Posts about being a dad, incorporating posts from our Fergomas blog
At least it wasn’t a grilled cheese sandwich
Me: “What are you eating?”
The Boy: “A pretzel.”
Me: “Where did you get it?”
The Boy: “Couch.”
It’s coming from inside the house!
The Boy: “Daddy, what are zombies?”
Me: “Well, they’re like kind of like skeletons. Scary Halloween people.”
The Boy: “And they’re the walking dead.”
Me: “Who told you that?”
The Boy: “Mommy.”
“It’s called foosball, Daddy!”
Banana who who
The Boy: “Knock knock.”
The Mrs: “Who’s there?”
The Boy: “Banana who.”
The Mrs: “Banana who who?”
The Boy: “What?”
The Mrs: “Banana who who?”
The Boy: “Lamp.”
Tall order for Santa
Me: “What do you want for Christmas?”
The Boy: “A robot with three heads and three eyes and three arms and three legs and three feet.”
Me: “What else?”
The Boy: “Three shoes.”