Actual "discussion" at the supper table
La Petite: I have good social skills. *Braaap*
Husband: That's *Braaap* Excuse me. Care to try that again?
La Petite: *Braap* Excuse me. Was that better?
Me: (hides behind napkin and pretends not to be at the table with these two heathens)
Husband to La Petite: She's going to blog this.
Husband to me: It's spelled B-R-A-A-P.
Where was Amigo? In the den, already finished with supper, laughing and wishing he could belch on command like his sister and father can.
Happy Love Thursday, everyone. I hope your families are more civilized than mine. Stumble It!