Wednesday, June 21, 2006

You know what they say: Someone else's trash.........

Yesterday while cleaning off the topmost shelves in the 14 yr old Boy's room:

Mama: What's with all these dishes hiding up on this shelf?

Boy: I'll get them.

Mama: Yeah, that's what you said last month when we did this then. What's with the tiny black rocks in this orange cup?

Boy: Noooooooo, not THAT one!! That one has my fake caviar in it!

Mama: Fake Caviar?! What IS it?

Boy: I told you, it's my fake caviar, for when I need to pretend I have caviar.

Mama: You don't even LIKE caviar! What is it in real life?

Boy: Those are pieces of new asphalt road I got at a construction site. PLEASE don't throw them away, please, Mama. I NEED those!!

Mama: But Boy, they don't even look like caviar.

Boy: Yes, they do, if you imagine that they do. When you get them wet, they look just like caviar.

Mama: Sighing, Well, at least put them in a plastic baggie, so I can have my cup back.

2 comments:

Pamela said...

Giggle ~ that child has always been a genius!

Great writing m'dear. I could feel myself right there with the two of you and hear the perfect inflections in each of your voices.

Great sharing!

Happy Thursday,

P

PS. One of my first thoughts as I began readying was, so when did the boy start liking caviar? The I giggled when I read on ~ too funny!

Needleroozer said...

I thought you would like this one! Yes, he is a treasure, isn't he. You are one of the people who really help me to remember that about him.
LB