Thursday, August 7, 2008

Another Typical Night

The DNB is exhausted and sick!

"Diddy your family loves you," I tell him tenderly, stroking his face.

And somehow, two minutes later, the love is lost and we're engaged in a full-scale wrestling match. The DNB tries to dislocate my knee, and I cry out. He reminds me that in Ultimate Fighting no one whimpers when their knee is being torn apart. I quite literally kick his ass.

The mood is more sedate when I remind him of our Special Afternoon O' Fun and ask him to recite what time he's supposed to be home.

"Quarter till YOUR MOM," he says, still surly at being beaten by a girl.

"If by YOUR MOM you mean 2pm, then that is correct," I say, taking the high road.

1 comment:

lara said...

i love your relationship