This morning, while lying in bed, Niamh came upstairs with her IReallyWantYouToGetMadAtFinnForWrongingMe voice and whined, “Mommy, Finn just punched me in the tummy and tried to take my money.” She opened her hand and showed me a quarter. I told her I would talk to him.
When she left, Steve said, “Awesome, Finn just mugged Niamh.”
4 comments:
its a tough world in the Westover house.
Steve should know...
Aren't dads supposed to come up with some parable to teach the children a valuable lesson about why we shouldn't mug each other?
Dying here. When the hell are you getting the cut?
I sure hope you are sporting the new do when you attend the derby Saturday nite! I can't wait!
I want to live at your house...I could totally take Finn. And Niamh for that matter. I'd be rich!
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