"I miss my wife," I uttered out loud during dinner, as if to console myself that was the source of my moodiness.
"I miss my wife too", chimed Alex, slurping on his soup.
"You don't have a wife, sweetie. Only Daddy has a wife. Mommy's my wife."
"Zoe's my wife," said Alex.
"Zoe's not your wife, she's your sister."
"Oh."
1 comment:
OMFG!!!
I am really LOLZING rightnow!!! hahaha i was like "huh what is there an earthquake, why is the futon shaking? holly sheeet thats my giggling like a skoolgurl" really that was my thinking pattern hahaha you really shouldnt have told us that after admiting they like smooching. they odd ones hahaha so funny... :)
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