I had a funny conversation with one of my kids today. To protect rights he will be referred to as "client" and I will be "me":
Client: Can I ask you a question
Me: Sure
Client: I need to fix something.
Me: (that's not a questions but...) What do you need to fix?
Client:My time
machineMe: Um...I don't think those work
Client: Ya they do
Me:
OkClient:
I'm gunna ask me parents
Me: (
GoING) Ask them what?
Client: For money to buy my time
machineMe: Good luck with that
Minutes of working and this:
Client: Its on
ebayMe: What?
Client: The time
machineMe:
OHHHHHHHHH. And where do you want to travel
Client: To
PokemonMe:In my head:
Aww the joys of my job!
Then during a nap on Sunday I was abruptly woken up by Caleb asking "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" me happily asleep...um well I'm a lion and the kids are playing keep away and I want to get the ball. (Apparently I had been twitching..alot). Then Monday morning Caleb says: "So some more crazy dreams???" Me: (How does he know???)" Yes as a matter of fact I was trying out for the USA dive team. Clearly". Caleb: "Yeah you were twitching a LOT". When oh when will my body just let me dream???