Sam: Wanna hear my new song I wrote for the guitar?
Mark: Sure, Sam. *Mark listens to Sam’s new song* That’s really good, Sam. If you become a big star like Springsteen, you’re gonna have to give your Mama backstage passes.
Sam: Papa … if I become as big as Springsteen, I’ll give her passes AND free popcorn!
Sam: Mama, today at Primrose, everyone was picking on ___ and I said, “hey, everyone, just because ___ is unique doesn’t mean you should pick on him.”
Me: How is ___ unique?
Sam: He always has stuff coming out of his nostrils.
Asst. Principal: Mrs. Swanger, I need to make you aware of an incident this morning at school.
Me: *sigh* ok.
Asst. Principal: We caught Leo stealing.
Me: Leo …huh … what!?!? Leo? Uh, ok. What did he steal?
Asst. Principal: A chicken biscuit.
My niece Sophia’s version of Michael Jackson’s Thriller video. She’s the head on the top right – crying her eyes out in fear. Perhaps Heather shouldn’t have let her watch it?
Sam: Mama, can we go out to eat tonight?
Me: No Sam.
Sam: Oooooh, but Maaaaama. Pleeeeease? We haven’t been out to eat in forevvvvvvver.
Me: What do you mean forever? We ate at Cinco on Saturday night.
Sam: But Maaaaaama, I want to go again.
Me: Nope.
Sam: Mama. Seriously. Leo and I really want to go out to eat.
Mama: Ok, then you two seriously need to go get jobs so you can pay for it.
Sam: Ok fine, what jobs are available?
I found this in all the work Sam brought home on the last day of school. What the ___?
Mark made a bunch of these last year, and they’ve been taking up space in our office/craft room. My ebay/etsy funds are running a bit low since I just bought the boys some new water shoes and sent some prints to my aunts, so these have got to go! Just posted them on etsy and ebay both./p
