Thursday, January 15, 2009
THE T BOMB
Last night I put Rojo to bed and I said, "I really liked your Help Wanted ad! Good job!"
He said, "Yea, I'm probably not going to need to hire anyone, though, because my sons are going to do the job. My sons Ted and Brandon. I'm going to have five sons (because Lois on "Malcolm in the Middle" has five sons, and he LOVES Lois). You will have to be the nanny for the three youngest boys, Cameron, Taylor and Mikey. I will take Ted and Brandon with me. Ted will be the picker upper, Brandon will be the dumper."
"That sounds really great," I said. "Jenn was really proud of how well you did on that assignment, though, did you tell her about all the sons?"
Not answering that question he said, "That Jenn, she threw a T-bomb at me!"
"A T-bomb?" I asked, wondering if the T-bomb was anything like an F-bomb, and if throwing one was anything like dropping one, and not being able to fathom the Wonder that is Jenn throwing, dropping or in any way tossing obscenities at my son at school.
"Yea! She said we had to use the white board on Thursday when we do math, and we have to show our work, then we have to erase it for the next person!"
"So how'd she throw a T-bomb?" I asked.
"She said we had to do that on THURSDAY!"
That Jenn. I need to speak with her. How dare she use the days of the week when speaking to MY son!
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One more day and it would be the F-bomb!
Too funny! Given that I dumped an entire Venti iced latte all over myself this morning before school, I'd say the T-bomb is real! Thursdays can be that way!
That made me smile big! :)
I'm assuming that these would be the sons he has with my daughter, Miss M?
I'd be happy to share grandmotherly duties with you.
Thank goodness I now know what "F-bomb" means. I always thought it meant something nasty. But Friday-bombs can be thrown at me anyday. As well as S-bombs. Bring them on!
Love him.
Oddly, the F-bomb would be Friday....
What a fun kid. :))
I am truly amazed at your ability to keep up with his amazing brain and conversations. I love that we get to read them here.
And you get to add nanny to your resume. How nice for you!
Loves me some Rojo. How great is it that he has names and day care plans in place for these kids?
Geez, the effin t-bomb!
With Rojo's five sons, by my calculations you only need one more child in the mix to be Carrie & Stan plus 8. I'll let you borrow one of mine if you like.
I am very moved by his having 5 sons and that he already knows them by name.
He's never boring. I'd love to take a peak inside his brain, see what kind of a hamster he's got running things:)
So did you drop an F-bomb on him when he volunteered you to be the nanny for three of his boys?
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