We had an Enrichment meeting the other night on the importance of preserving our family histories. The sharing of the following story is my meager attempt to retain these memories for my children - that they may one day look back and laugh at themselves, while knowing they never left their mama wanting for amusement. 
For a COMPLETE understanding of the following conversation - do your homework and read this old post. It will give you the missing pieces of the puzzle.
Karah: Mary and I went for a walk and this black wiener dog was chasing us!!!
Bradley: (disgusted look on his face- with the only "wiener" in his verbal repertoire is the one he was born with. He hadn't ventured out into the world of wieners being body parts, animals, and food) It didn't have any clothes on?
Karah: No! It was a wiener dog!
Bradley: Was it naked?
Karah: No! It was a WIENER DOG!
Bradley: SICK! A black wiener was chasing you?
Karah: (laughing hysterically) No! A wiener dog! Wouldn't that be hilarious if a wiener was chasing me?
Bradley: (doing the "I'm talking about something naughty laugh) Or wouldn't it be funny if a pita was chasing you?
Mom: (trying not to laugh audibly - camouflaging my chuckles as a cough) Okay guys. No more.
They had my number. We all laughed and laughed. Wiener dog.
What a sick word....."Wiener".
As I was saying..hilarious post...love you guys and your sense of humor!
ReplyDeleteA black weiner chasing you down the road, now that's some funny material... you could probably take it on the road. I love the part where you tried to reign them back in, while you are laughing hysterically under your breath. We have to play the role, right?!
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