So Don't ask how it started, because it was completely platonic.
I swear.
AnywAyz... Luke and I got into a wee wrestling match at the casa tonight.
My nose itched...in a BAD, gimme-a-gummybear-or-I'll-punch-you-I'm-on-a-diet-sorta way.
Luke had me pinned on the floor so I couldn't even reach my hand to my face.
I cried out to Porter, "Porter! Come scratch my nose. PLEASE PLEASE!"
To which he responded, "Not tonight, Mom. Not tonight."
I swear.
AnywAyz... Luke and I got into a wee wrestling match at the casa tonight.
My nose itched...in a BAD, gimme-a-gummybear-or-I'll-punch-you-I'm-on-a-diet-sorta way.
Luke had me pinned on the floor so I couldn't even reach my hand to my face.
I cried out to Porter, "Porter! Come scratch my nose. PLEASE PLEASE!"
To which he responded, "Not tonight, Mom. Not tonight."
2 comments:
Yayyyy she's back!
This made me laugh out loud.
But I'm wondering...where could Porter possibly have heard that response before to copy? :)
haha that's too funny! Kids say the darndest things!
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