February 22, 2009

Plans Ala Aidan

Just when I'm running low on blog fodder Aidan comes to the rescue.

On the way to Nebraska he was rattling on in the back seat about how many days and nights were are going to be spending here and what we were gonna be doing each day. Rattling on really isn't the correct term, it was actually more like declaring our itinerary like it was etched in stone. He's kind of a control freak that way. I apparently wasn't taking him seriously enough because when we stopped at a stoplight I hear this...

Mama, you aren't listening to me. I'm trying to tell you how long we're staying here! It's a stoplight, turn around and look at me!

I slowly turn around to look back there - ya know, for kind of a dramatic effect?

Excuse me? Who do you think you're talking to like that?

You! Now look, we are staying this day, this day, this day, this day and we're leaving this day. *touching each of his fingers in a very authorative fashion* Right here! We're leaving on my thumb. You got that, Mama?

I couldn't make this shit up. This is my life.

5 comments:

Funny in my mind said...

I have 2 words for you and your sanity.
Duct Tape

Brenda Susan said...

"We're leaving on my thumb!"? That is hilarious! You will always have plenty of blog fodder my friend.

Sara Bonds said...

LOL! Ya know, from a non-Mommy, you're kid sounds hilarious. I bet he would keep me laughing for hours. So funny.

Stacie said...

hahaha...man he sounds like my kids. :D

Karol said...

Ditto Funny in Mind.

Duct tape and a paddle. He'll live. Maybe... ;)