Alright. I've had it.
I want to know who the rotten culprit is teaching my children how to act nicely and properly. Not that it's all the time, mind you...that would be cause for an exorcism.
But just the other morning, Andy was Mr. Polite Good Humor Man and it was like having a foreign exchange student in my house who I couldn't understand. It was about 15 minutes before school, but it still startled me enough to blog about it.
And today? I told Paul "thanks buddy!" and he responds with "It's my pleasure." What the heck? And he said it carefully, so as to get the words out correctly. He even knew that it was another way of saying "you're welcome" so I know he didn't just randomly pull words out of his head.
I'm confused. And I think I shall blame their teachers for this nonsense.
This is Granny by the way: The year of the body snatchers has arrived. Good grief, Charlie Brown - I thought the world as we know it wasn't coming to an end until 2112. Somebody's pulling as fast one on you, Kristin. Those guys are so full of surprises all the time, but this really is a sock-knocker-offer. Did you get it on film? Just to prove it really DID happen?
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