Thursday, September 16, 2010
At the Target
"Bob, my wallet's not in my purse. Maybe they can hold our cart while we go home and get it."
"Don't you have cash in your pocket, Mama?"
"Oh, yeah. I guess I do."
"Is it enough?"
"No. Not for everything we've got here."
"Mom? Let's just put some stuff back."
"That would be smarter wouldn't it?
"And we should just get the stuff I want."
"I see. What about the stuff I want?"
"But we really came here just for my new sneakers and my Wall-E and Star Wars underpants."
"Wow. You are just... so... right."
"Yes I am, Mom."
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Priorities Mom priorities!
ReplyDeleteOh, Bob Rosenberg. How I love your mind!
ReplyDeleteIs it okay if I bring him along on my trips to Target? I can't get out of that store without spending a hundred dollars.
ReplyDeleteHigh Five Bob! Shopping is always about ME too!
ReplyDeleteBob may be the smartest person I know. Well, I don't know him, but you know what I mean.
ReplyDeleteHe'll miss the toilet paper you didn't get. He will.
ReplyDeleteCan't beat the logic of a four year old.
ReplyDeleteAnd he has such excellent taste in sneakers!
ReplyDeleteI love reading about you and your son! It puts a smile on my face and I look forward to having one myself :)
ReplyDeleteCan he put me on a budget? Can he do quickbooks?
ReplyDeletePut back your indulgences, woman. Toothpaste? Laundry detergent? Diet Coke? TP? These things are more important than the longings of a little boy who says "underpants?" Glad you re-prioritized.
ReplyDeleteOnly Bob could make ME-ME-ME look all cute and fuzzy.
ReplyDeleteSmart boy.
ReplyDeleteWow. Is your mom just as gullible as my mom is? What is with the crazy underpants???
ReplyDeletei want to meet bob. he seems like a super cool kid
ReplyDelete