Radical #1: “Mom, my dump truck is broken.”
Me: “Oh man! Maybe if you take care of your toys, they won’t break.”
Radical #1: “Oh yeah. But can I get a new one because this one is broken?”
Me: “Um, no. You need to take care and play nicely with your toys so they don’t break.”
Radical #1: “But please, mom!”
Me: “Just because your toy breaks doesn’t mean you can always get a new one.”
Radical #1: “Yes mom, you can get me a new one from the store!”
Me: “A store? What store?”
Radical #1: “Wal-Mart!”
Me: laughing…”You need money to get stuff from Wal-Mart!”
Radical #1: “Okay, you give me some money to get a new dump truck at Wal-Mart?”
Me: “What? No, it doesn’t quite work that way.”
Radical #1: “Oh okay. How’s about I ask the lady at the Wal-Mart for money because my dump truck is broken and then with the money I can get a red dump truck!”
Me: still laughing…”Okay, good luck with that, buddy!”
What the what? I think he’s been hanging out with my mother and Tutu Lady too much.
Have a happy Friday!