Bored

Funnydad phones from work to say he's bored. It's Friday afternoon and he'd rather be home with us. Bored bored bored.
O ponders this for a moment and says, "I don't want daddy to be bored." I tell her not to worry, he'll be un-bored soon.
M asks, "How did he get bored?"
O explains, "Maybe a magic witch came and made him bored."
M says, "Yeah, a person with a wand waved and he was bored."
O adds, "Magic people can turn you into lots of things. They can make daddy bored."

I ask the girls if they know what bored means. They say, "Yeah! Yeah, yeah it's ... um, um. No." And go back to their play-doh.

Comments

LisaBe said…
oh, yes: home depot *is* a big country.

i love that they were so worried about daddy being bored without even knowing what it was. how adorable. :)
March 29, 2008 at 6:51 AM
Lisa said…
They have Play-Doh -- of course they don't know from "bored"!
April 8, 2008 at 3:31 PM
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