04 August 2010

So...Hot Dogs

Remember when we talked about being all healthy & stuff? Yeah. Totally out the window. Kevin requested mac & cheese and hot dogs tonight. Easy to please that guy is. And because we're six.

I was making "dinner" and trying to think of what to write about this evening when I had a light bulb moment "hot dogs".

Over the weekend, Kevin asked his brother for some ice to put in his mocha. B-i-l asked him why didn't he use his own damn ice.

Wait...First, increase the volume to just below yelling and sprinkle in a few "you dumb bastard" and "assh*le" in there to get the full effect.

It went like this:

"Can I get some ice?"

"You have your own damn ice."

"I can't use mine"

"Why not?"

"Because there are open hotdogs in mine"

At this point, I'm all "Wait, what?"

"Well if you didn't tear open the hotdogs you wouldn't."

"I know that NOW."

At this point, I poked my head out of the car trailer: "You DID NOT tear open the resealable package AGAIN!?!?!?"

My b-i-l looks triumphant. "I know, right!?!"

"Shut up, shut up, shut up, the both of you."


This is a normal conversation in my life. Top that.

1 comment:

creative kerfuffle said...

the hubs would totally love hot dogs and mac&cheese for dinner. actually so would the kids--except the boy who is an alien and perhaps the only child who does not like mac&cheese. however, i am TRYING the healthy thing and dogs just aren't on the list. we have them sometimes but the hubs would eat them every damn day.
that convo sounds like our house. gah.