overheard

07 Aug overheard

B, running inside from the garage: “MOMMY! COME QUICK! I promise I will NEVER tell Miles to drive your car again.”

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B: “Mommy, my tummy hurts because I ate dirt.”
Why did you eat dirt?
“Well, it looked sort of like food, so I tried it.”
Maybe you shouldn’t eat anything that’s on the ground.
“MOM, you never told me not to eat dirt before, so I just tried it. It’s your fault my tummy hurts.”

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Miles, who do you want to put you to bed?
“Daddy.”
Why?
“Daddy have a penis.”

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Miles is a little depressed this week because B started school. He’ll join her in a couple months when he’s three… but for now, he’s covering his sad eyes like a distraught celebrity.

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