poeticdream: "you know, I'm grossly undercaffinated so grossly in fact that it took may hits to find the g and then, while I was finding the g I found the s and thought "oh, I should save that, I'll need it soon" zzzzz
poeticdream sidles up behind me, kisses me on the neck and in a sultry manner declares: "you are my chef du jour..." me, confused: "uh, I'm your chef of the day??" robin: "ohhhh, that's what that means?"
Abby: "I want that toy." me: "I know." Abby: "I want that toy!" me: "I know." Abby: "'I want that toy!' she said excitedly." *me & poeticdream guffaw and giggle*
The scene: Just now as abigail_m and I were walking up our driveway to the street level we saw two police cars that had pulled over someone for who-knows-what. The cops had the perp out of the car and were talking to him and rummaging around in his car.
poeticdream, to me: "When you were first learning to drive it was annoying when people would signal one way and then turn the other way. That's so fucking annoying!"
abigail_m, sounding slightly disappointed in her mommy: "Don't say 'fucking'!. I've told you so many times!"
[robin and I just sit there blinking and laughing at each other]