Somebody spent two-thirds of the game like this because I was a horrible mom and didn't let him buy something from the team store.... Mind you he has a coat, 2 shirts, jammies, a foam finger and claw, a flag, cowbells, a game puck, a stuffed bear, and I'm probably forgetting something. Oh, and a souvenir hockey stick.
Dad: It's waaaay past somebody's bedtime.
C: Not mine!
Dad: Look at the clock, what does that say?
C: 7 o'clock! (it was 10p)
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C: HA!
Dad: We're going to go see them in a few weeks.
C: And stay over night?
Dad: Yep, for the weekend.
C: I want to stay a whole week!
Dad: You can't, you have school.
C: Why?
Dad: Because you have school. But we'll see, maybe during the summer.
C: And I'll try not to get in any trouble.
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| C: And I'm riding so fast you can't even see me! |
C: Wow, that's a really fast car!
Me: No it's not.
C: Why?
Me: Because, it's just not.




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