Me: Sitting at the computer as Bee washes out his buckets in the tub so that he can brew another batch of my favorite beer: “Bee! Let’s get a trampoline! We have a backyard; we can do it!”
(Actually, it was more like, “BEE!Let’sgetatrampoLINE!WehaveabackYARD;wecanDOit!”)
Bee: Sweat dripping from his brow, shouting over rushing water from a couple rooms over: “What?!?!“
Me: “Let’s get a trampoline!!! We have the yard for it!”
Bee: …. “Get off Craigslist.”
Then we both laughed and half-heartedly chatted pros and cons. (Cons won.)
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Mom // October 2, 2009 at 8:55 pm |
a trampoline? youve been talking to your dad, eh?
he wants a unicycle, you want a trampoline…….