Wednesday, November 05, 2008

Crazy kids

Almost every day after school the doorbell rings and it is usually one of four boys or the girl from across the street wanting to play with The Boy.

Today, The Boy and one of the boys, T, were outside doing whatever it is that they do out there and I happened to glance out at them while I was closing the window. They were playing with a water balloon launcher, but yet, they had no water balloons.

Woooosh. Something is launched out into the street.

Me - WAS THAT A ROCK?!
Him - Uh, yeah.
Me - DON'T USE ROCKS! Gah.

I ended up giving them a large bowl of green apples and tomatoes that were on their last legs.

Me - Here. Take these out back and shoot them into the field.
Him and T - Woooooooooooooooo!

Fast forward to supper time.

Me - Did you get hit in the back with a tomato?
Him - Yeah.
Me - Gah! That will stain. (I'm a mom. It must be said.)

Oh well. I'll shout it out. At least he has made friends.

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Boys don't make passes at female smartasses. - Letty Cottin Pogrebin

2 comments:

  1. I recall one time when you walked a child home to his mother for throwing a rock at your car. I'm surprised you didn't inflict pain upon The Boy. Must not have been any cars around.

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  2. Boys totally make passes at female smart asses..... we just snark back ;)

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