I was on the phone with my mother, working out the Thanksgiving details, when she interrupts herself to shout, "Now THAT'S what I think about it."
My dad is the background laughing hysterically, so I ask my mom what's going on over there.
"Well," she tells me. "Your father and I were having a disagreement earlier, so I pooted at him. But, it was just a small poot, so I saved up a big one until just now so he would know how I really felt."
We have fun.
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Yes. Best to save the big poot for a saucy announcement. Btw, word verification is rumbles
Nonverbal communication--the key to a long, happy marriage! ;)
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