Sunday, August 09, 2009

You can't make this stuff up.


While My Dear was settling Monkey down for bed the other night they had the following conversation:

Daddy: You have to go to sleep, my little bear.
Monkey: I'm not your little bear.
Daddy: Oh no?
Monkey: No. I'm Mommy's ... and Mommy is mine.
Daddy: Well who do I belong to then?
Monkey: Uuuhm. Avis ...... and Bhyrn.

Avis and Bhyrn are friends of ours who come over for dinner sometimes. I must inform them of their new charge.

4 comments:

avisannschild said...

Hmm, not sure what to make of this!

spacemaurader said...

I don't think it makes you obliged to any duties. But if it bothers you I'll take him off your hands for $5. That was the going rate when we met. Maybe it should be higher due to inflation...mind you we are in a recession...my people can talk to your people.

voctor said...

Ohhhh, poor Big Bear. He can stay with me. Oh yah, we already did that.

I have a question. Who put that idea in the monkey's head?

spacemaurader said...

No one put the idea there but Monkey her own self. She comes up with all kinds of doozies like that.