Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Oh, My Sweet Swipers!

These are my little doggies, but those aren't bones. That is candy. More specifically, that is my candy. The little swipers found my candy stash and began running around the house chanting 'Papa's candy, Papa's candy - yummy, yum-yum'.

Angie found this amusing enough that she decided to have the boys call me at work to brag about their thievery.

'You stole my WHAT? You better put back my candy. Don't you laugh at me! I will hang up this phone this instant and ... STOP LAUGHING!!'

I should probably explain that I sit in a relatively quiet office with my team of fifteen people. I am pretty sure they thoroughly enjoyed hearing me make a complete ass out of myself, although they should be used to this by now.

I hung up the phone and turned to the interested eavesdroppers. 'That was the vice-president' I explain calmly. 'He stole my candy'.
1) What was the best part of your day?
Peter: When I had called you when you was by work and said I'm eating your candy. That I like. That was so funny.
David: When I make Bownoman [Spiderman].

2) What was the worst part of your day?
Peter: When I said I'm in the middle of playing a game and you said dinner and I frown. Then you make me leave and come back with not frown.
David: When I scratch Gizma that red my finger.

3) What would you like to do tomorrow?
Peter: To go with Mama and you are finished for work on the playground.
David: When I...bonk my head...bonk my head...bonky bonky bonk.

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