-Are you at home?
-No, why?
-Are you at work?
-Yes, why?
-Can Brenna come to your office around noon?
-Maybe, why?
-Michael invited me to his house. Can I go?
-I don't know. How much do you love me?
-Do you know his number?
-Yes
-Would you tell me what it is?
I tell him the number
-Thanks, but I wasn't ready. You'll have to say it again
-Only if you tell me a story. About how cool your big sister is
-I have a big sister who is cute and wonderful and always used to play with me. She would probably be queen of the world, but then she died and I'm stuck with the evil dragon sister who doesn't buy me pizza as much as she should
-Oh, good luck getting the phone number now, buddy.
-Staaaacy...
-I can't believe you don't have it memorized by now, you call him all the time
-Okay, I'm ready now
-Oh, I don't know if I can remember it NOW. You should have paid attn the first time
-You're mean
-I'm obligated to be because you peed on me
-I was a baby
-I think I should pee on you, then we'd be even
-You are so disgusting. Can I have the number?
I tell him the number again
-Thanks, so can I tell him I can come?
-Who's taking you there?
-I'm going to wake up a boy
-A random boy?
-You're a dork
-Tell me something I don't know. And yes, you can go
-Alright, bye
-Hey? Let me know if they're dropping her off at my office
-Okay.
-And have them bring me my mail
-Okay
-And she's got clothes on your dryer
-Okay. Can I hang up now?
-But I LOVE you!! Don't leave me!!
-Oh brother...
-No.. you're the brother, I'm the sister.. were you in the heat too long yesterday?
-No, I'm going to go now
He's getting irritated at this point. Hehe.
-WAIT!
-What.......?
-You're shutting me out. Talk to me. Is everything okay? Do you need to cry? Was your childhood traumatic?
-Why yes it was. My sister is a FREAK.
-And how does that make you feel?
-This conversation is traumatic
-..Cleansing breath, in..... out.... in...
-I'm getting another call, bye!
My parents don't have call waiting. What a little liar. He's practicing for his future as a MAN, no doubt.
2 minutes later my kid calls.
-Do I have to come to your work?
-Yeah cuz John's going to Michael's
-Why can't I go to Michael's?
-Well, cuz they're almost-teenage boys, and you're a 7 year old girl
-So? I'm fun
-I know, but they're just gonna play boy stuff that you're sick of
-Can we go to Myah's?
-Nope cuz Ian is home! We're going to go see him!
-FUN! Can we go now?
-What do you think?
-Can we get pizza delivered to your office?
-Probably not
-Can I use the copy machine?
-If my boss is gone when you get here
-Did you know those shoes fit me?
-I thought they might
-Can I wear them to school?
-They're high heels
-Can I wear them to your work?
-Yeah go ahead
-What can we do that's special with just us today?
-Well there will always be the time together in the ER while they're putting the casts on your ankles after you break them getting out of Phil's truck in high heels
-huh?
-Nevermind. Bring the mail so I can find out if we got money or not. If we did, then we'll go shopping!
-For pretzels?
-That's what you want to shop for?
-Well, maybe cookie dough. I'll think about it and tell you my choice when I get there
-I'll tell ya what, if we get the loan, you can have BOTH!
-Last time we got two things I wanted we ran out of that stuff that makes our clothes not stick together
-Dryer sheets, yeah.. but we have lots of those, so don't worry about it
-Can we go to SD?
-No
-Can we go to TX?
-No
The ocean?
-No
-Back to CO?
-No
-Where can we go?
-Wal-Mart
-Okay
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My kid just crawled under one of my desks to pretend to pout. She is freakishly tall, so her head touched it. She pushed on the underside of the drawer with her head so it opened, and says Hey look! I'm moving it with my mind!