More Bits of Wisdom

The Boy: Where are you going?

Me: To the store.

The Boy: Well, who is going with you?

Me: Me, myself and I

The Girl: Nuh-uh! Jesus is in your heart, so he is going too!

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After a particularly heinous whining streak in which The Girl was demanding access to one of The Boy's toys, she finally asks her brother in a polite and acceptable manner if she can play with it. At first he refuses. So, Mom has to intervene.

Me: Please let her have it. We need to show her that when she asks nicely she can have it. (Little do I know that the wheels are already turning. See, he has been trying in vain to play on my IPhone all afternoon. And I have continually told him no all day)

The Boy (in his most respectful voice): Mom, may I pretty please use your IPhone?

Me: uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh (Crap! I hate it when they turn the tables on me)

Techno Geek: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Can someone please explain to me...

...why these two men were in my dream last night?



Ponch and Jon wanted to rescue me from a foreign beauty pageant were a secret association was killing off cells of international police groups. They wanted to bring me back to the LA precinct to work with them. Techno Geek thinks I watch too much TV. That may well be...