Last night I am upstairs brushing my teeth getting ready for bed when suddenly I hear the vacuum cleaner go on downstairs. I walk down the stairs halfway and peer over the railing to see Brian in the kitchen. And he's vacuuming.
I look at him inquisitively. The question doesn't even have to be verbalized.
Brian: What? I'm just cleaning up a bit.
Me: Uh huh. What happened?
Brian: Well...I may have dropped a cookie.
Me: Just one?
Brian: Yep. Just one.
Me: And that required getting out the large vacuum?
Brian: Wellllll... I may have dropped the whole bucket of cookies.
Me: Oh I see. And then you put them back in the bucket?
Brian: Yep. It's a whole bucket of 5-second-rules now.
I look at him inquisitively. The question doesn't even have to be verbalized.
Brian: What? I'm just cleaning up a bit.
Me: Uh huh. What happened?
Brian: Well...I may have dropped a cookie.
Me: Just one?
Brian: Yep. Just one.
Me: And that required getting out the large vacuum?
Brian: Wellllll... I may have dropped the whole bucket of cookies.
Me: Oh I see. And then you put them back in the bucket?
Brian: Yep. It's a whole bucket of 5-second-rules now.
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