Me: *walks into a door frame*
Husband: Can you do that again? My camera wasn’t on.
I use a wheelchair. I’m in charge of distributing nonalcoholic beverages at parties. I roll with the punches.
I carry two flashlights in case I ever have to help an airplane land.
Kid: I wanna be a teenager
Teenager: I wanna be an adult
Adult: I wanna be asleep
Everyone tells me to take care, but no one tells me where they have kept it.
I’m sorry I mistook your baby for a bag of cheetos. If it helps, it was very tasty.
I’ll only give a restaurant a 5 star review if the couple at the next table are breaking up.
7am – So tired I could WEEP
9am – I’ve got so much to do but no energy
12pm – Can’t stop yawning
4pm – Is it bedtime yet?
6pm – HOW IS IT NOT BEDTIME YET?
9pm – Perkier
10pm WIDE AWAKE
12am – Hey! I’m not tired at all now!
1am – Think I might rearrange all the kitchen cupboards
If I have to use a revolving door, there’s an 80% chance I’ll come out the same side I went in.
WEBSITE: Forgetting something? We noticed you left something in your basket
MOSES’S PARENTS: ummm…
{4 way stop}
Aliens: *radioing home base* We really need to give up on this planet
That’s “Mr. Human Scum” to you, buddy.
My nephew had an upset stomach for a few days. Once he felt better, he said that when he grew up he would invent a medication that would make diarrhea instantly gone and he’d call it gone-a-rhea and we grownups were like nahhh buddy that name is kinda already taken.
3yo (confidently): But Mommy, people do not eat cows.
Me: Uh, bud, we do. Hamburgers are made of cow.
3yo (uncertain laughter): Mommy, that is funny for pretend. But I mean for REAL.
Me: Yes, for real!
3yo (w/ scorn) No.
Me: What do you think burgers are made of?
3yo: People?😶
My husband said “I wondered where you were,” as if I ever moved more than two feet from the buffet table.