"Mom? I want grapes with lunch."
"Sorry, buddy. We don't have any."
"Yes we do."
"No, we don't."
"Yes. We. Do."
"I'm afraid you're mistaken."
"I'm not mistaken, your mistaken."
"We don't have any grapes, Darwin."
"Yes, we do."
"Your mistaken buddy."
"I am NOT mistaken."
"Would you like to show me these grapes?"
"Yes, I would. Because your mistaken."
::opens fridge, taps::
"Darwin, those are cranberries."
"Oh. I am mistaken."
Now. If only he could admit when he's wrong in ten years, this relationship will be golden.
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7 comments:
oh that is too cute!
That kid is great.
Mom's usually right about fridge contents, Dar. Better to learn it now...
I hope you can discuss your disagreements that civilly in 10 years!
Happy Birthday tomorrow!
Well, Happy Birthday! Have a wonderful day. And do you have an update on the 30 day shred and knitting? Curious (read "nosy") minds want to know.
What a great moment!
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