It has been an awfully long time between posts and I apologise. I haven't been seeing the more humorous of my friendlies these holidays and the ones I have seen I haven't written down the funny things they say (or in Sophie's case, her funnies... not that I've seen Sophie these holidays. Hmph.) So anyway... here's The Mou.
Jenny *After watching a Ronald McDonald teach children fire safety on an ad*: "Whats our fire escape plan?"
Mum: "Depends where the fire is. Jump out the nearest window."
Trent: "Who sleeps on their roofs? I don't sleep on my roof. You don't sleep on your roof. Who sleeps on their roof?"
Jenny: "Possums."
Trent: "Who stabs possums?"
I had three...lovely (sarcasm)...dear (more sarcasm)... little (no sarcasm)... children staying with me for a few days these holidays. They broke a coffee table and a little toy bus that had survived my brother and I, they woke me up EVERY morning by screaming, they threw tantrums, they attacked me in public places (One of them was trying to drag me into a toilet saying "I'm going to take you into the toilet, I'm going to flush you down the toilet."), they're stupid, rude and just all round horrible.
Examples:
Daniel (4): "What's 30 + 100?"
Jenny: "130"
Daniel: "There's no such number! *Kicks me, because I'm giving him a piggy back at the time.*
As soon as Mikayla (2) got to our house, she ran straight for the cat, Adelaide (6, in cat years 42) and began "patting" her. As hard as she could. She was hitting my cat. MY cat! By the end of our visit Mikayla didn't know that cat's go "Meow" she thought they went "Hisssss!". She even had a hand action to go with it. Isn't. That. Just. Cute.
One of my Aunts: "Here, James. Try some Avocado Dip. Phil makes this from scratch!"
James (7): "NO! It looks like green spew!" And then he continued to run around the house.
The visit of these children prompted my father to have a Father to Daughter talk to me.
"I'm not a children person, and I don't think you are either. If you ever do decide to have children, only have one. Because the second child is so much harder."
Thanks Dad. I'm YOUR second child.
For all of those who find my father funny, check out his "hip, down and groovy with it FB (Facebook)" page. He's very proud of having a number of friends in the double digit column.
http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/profile.php?id=1238684996&ref=nf
I, personally, think my mother is a much more humorous.
Jenny: "Are collar bones usually so prominent? *Gesturing to my own*"
Mum: "Only in someone Anorexic."
Jenny: "... Thanks Mum."
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Yes. It has been an awfully long time. This mou is basically abou those lovely little children you had stay with you. Are they coming back NEXT holidays aswell? ;D
I always knew our maths teachers were lying when they told us big complicated numbers existed. And now i have a random four year olds approval, its can be confirmed. Oh joy of joys!
Hehe. Hopefully we will see more posts (at a quicker rate) when school goes back. On tuesday. Oh. Joy. I cannot wait. Sigh. Why can't holidays last forever.
jenny, i am this close to not talking to you *motions very small space between her thumb and pointer*
otherwise, glad you had such a wonderful holiday, and where did these children spring from?
hope we can provide you with some more humorous comments this term :P
Question: How did a 7 year old, a 4 year old and a 2 year old break a coffee table? I mean those things are designed not to break.
Yes, this comment comes as a reaction to Jenny complaining that I haven't commented on her post even though I've commented on Emily's.
Yes, I am Rhiannon
they aren't your children are they? =] ily.
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