Monday, September 2, 2013

I ask no questions



What do you want for your Going Back to School Tomorrow Breakfast? I yelled from my room.

Croissants! Oliver yelled back.

What kind? I asked and looked up as he raced down the hall.

Hold on a second! he shouted, a whir. I need to get a paper towel to wipe the spit off the picture on the wall where I missed.

I ask no questions.

8 comments:

  1. Life with boys. Ask as few questions as possible. Because you know if you do you will get sucked down a vortex of confusion.

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  2. I guess the fact that he's wiping it up is the most important thing!

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  3. Please ask! I really want to know.

    Best,
    Bonnie

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  4. I wouldn't want to know either. I'd just be glad he was wiping it up.
    I am, however, interested to know what sort of croissant he wanted.

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  5. I love that boy, and I haven't even met him (I also love his mama, and am thankful to have had the privilege of meeting her).

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  6. I'm with Steve. That he wiped it up means he deserves two croissants!

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  7. Priceless.
    At least he said "spit" and not... the thing that rhymes with it.
    That'd be the case in my house ;)

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