hairy balls
after picking up makenzie from preschool today, Cherisse was interrupted on her northbound drive on the 215 by makenzie in the back seat.makenzie - "mom, what are those hairy balls?"
cherisse - "what?" (then giving her all of her attention, adjusting the rear view mirror solely on makenzie, and to find out what she is talking about)
makenzie - "mom what are those hairy balls?" (pointing out the window)
cherisse - "uh, i don't know what you are talking about. what hairy balls."
makenzie - "those right there on the ground, moving in the wind."
cherisse - "they are not called hairy balls, they are called tumbleweeds."
it kind of reminds me of a story of a friend of ours who was driving her kids around when someone cut her off in traffic. she slipped and said that "&^%$-ing jerk!" immediately her oldest told her, "mom we don't say that." realizing what she had done she did not say anything only to hear her son say, "jerk is a bad word." not that this is on the same scale but it gives me an opportunity to share that funny story.
6 comments:
That is so hilarious. Have you seen the saturday night live skit? Except it's not hairy balls it's something else but I don't want to write it. It's hilarious too.
hahahaheeheehee! That's funny!
Too funny.I read the title of the blog entry and was immediately curious. I'm sure it's just a matter of time before Savannah starts making comments like that. What a cutie.
That is hysterical!!!
Hilarious!!! I guess I couldn't expect anything less from Kenzie when she has a dad like you. Love ya. I just wish you could post a pic of Cherisse's face when Kenzie was talking about the "hairy balls."
I'm proud of you...I don't think I would have been able to adjust the mirror from laughing so hard!
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