In honor of Thanksgiving I thought I'd replay a conversation from a holiday dinner past.
Setting: Holiday dinner (I think it was actually Christmas dinner), with W's family. Lots of rambling conversation with Six adults and 8 children around the table.
[insert fascinating conversation here.....]
W: So, what are you going to do when the school runs out of math classes for the boys.
Wanda Louise: We'll send them back to second grade for penmanship class, they'll be the only 17 year olds in the elementary school.
W: Ha. Ha. You're the funniest person I've ever met {she may not have said that but I could tell that's what she meant.}
Son #1: Amen. {he may not have said that but I could tell that's what he meant.}
Kale Loving Son: Moooommmmm.
My other Son who has chosen the pseudonym "Cicero": Moooommmmm.
W's husband "Mars": Why would you do that. Handwriting isn't that important. I've managed for 40 years with bad handwriting.
Cicero: See Dr. Mars. doesn't think hand writing is important.
Kale: Yeah.
Wanda Louise: Mars! You seriously just told two eight year olds that hand writing doesn't matter?
Doc: Pass the green beans and bacon please.
I cannot tell you how many times over the past seven years we've heard about how Dr. Mars says handwriting isn't important!
Thanks Mars.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone else!
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