My husband and 6-yr-old son were leaving to go camping for a few days. I told my son, “I’m going to miss you while you are gone.”
My son replied, “Mommy, you’d miss us if we went to the mailbox.”
My dad was not one for expressing his feelings to his daughters, but he did have one saying that he repeated numerous times to us: "I wouldn't trade you for a horse and $100." I never knew where that saying came from, but I always knew it meant that my dad loved me.
When I had kids of my own, every night at bedtime I would tell them, "I love you, and I wouldn't trade you for a horse and $100."
One night after we had put our kids to bed, my husband said to me, "I love you." I said, "Yeah, but would you trade me for a horse and $100?"
He asked, "Is someone offering?"
One morning, my husband whacked his funny bone pretty hard. That evening, he said, “My funny bone is still hurting.”
Our 8-yr-old commented: “Yeah, and now his sense of humor is different.”
When I was growing up, if I didn’t want to go outside in the rain, my dad would say, “Go ahead, you won't melt." Then he would add, "But you might dissolve. Sugar melts, but salt dissolves.”
As I was reminiscing about this to my 9-yr-old, I said, “My dad was saying that I wasn’t sweet enough to melt.”
My son said, “It sounds to me like he was saying you weren’t even as sweet as the Wicked Witch of the West.”
As I took dinner out of the oven, my 8-yr-old said, “You better taste it and see if it’s edible."
I was obviously offended and said, "What do you mean that I should 'see if it's edible'?"
He replied, "I mean, I know it’s edible, but is it ‘real food’ edible or ‘survivor food’ edible? Survivor food is what you dig out of a trash can, but real food is good."
While on a road trip, my 7-yr-old and 5-yr-old sons were playing games in the backseat of the car. One of them suggested, “Let’s play 'I’M TRYING TO GET MY WORK DONE'!”
I had never heard of this game before so I listened carefully to learn the rules.
Apparently, one of them pretends to be an Adult, and the other one tries really hard to irritate the Adult. When the Adult has had enough, the Adult yells, “I’M TRYING TO GET MY WORK DONE!” and then adds some sort of punishment like “No video games for a week.”
I said I had never heard of this game, but I have an eerie feeling that I have unknowingly played it before.