Michael and Daddy are at the grocery store buying a few necessary items. We make the turn down the ever-glorious cereal aisle.
“Daddy! I want those hexagons!”
“What hexagons?”
“Back there! beep! beep! beep!” He mimics the sound of a construction truck in reverse as I pull the cart backwards to the section we’d just passed.
“Where?”
“There!”
“The Fruit Gushers?”
“Yes!”
These are small chewy morsels (which are indeed hexagonal) constructed of an ostensibly edible gummy substance and filled with severely fruit-flavored goo.
“Oh, okay,” I said, feeling unusually generous (read: thoroughly beaten down).
“Yay! You can stay!” He tells me excitedly, cradling the box of fruity goodness.
“I can stay?”
“Yes! You can keeping living in our house.”
I’m so glad to know that I’ve secured my place. Obviously, it was touch-and-go until just now.
Isn’t it a relief to know your option has been renewed? LOL. Since mine are older, I never ask and hope they don’t tell me! Funny post!
Hexagons is not to big a price to pay for a place to live. Good thing you were feeling beaten down.
That is awesome! Michael should have just asked me. I would have told him long ago that you are a keeper.
BTW, Totally impressive that he recognizes hexagons.
@surprised – it’s such a relief. Otherwise I’d be pounding the pavement looking for another daddy gig.
@Otter – it isn’t really, is it? I should be glad he wasn’t asking for caviar.
@WeaselMomma – you’re too kind. As for the shapes; if we’ve done nothing else for this little guy, we taught him his geometric shapes at an early age.
Oh I’m sorry I forgot to give you the corrective action that Michael wrote. Well, I guess I don’t have to now. XOXO
He’s got a pretty terrific sense of humor. Wherever does that come from?! heehee
@wife – he did mention that he wanted to see me in his office the other day…
@Mrs4444 – from his mom.
LOL! Loved the backing-up noises too.