Six Year Old Boy: “Did you know that this one time I had a candy cane stuck?”
Me: “Stuck? Like in your mouth?”
SYOB (giggling uncontrollably): “NO! STUCK ON MY BUTT!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!”
Me: “Ewwwwwwwwwwwwww.”
SYOB (in deep, serene, misty-eyed thought): “But it was okay. I farted it off.”
(Tomorrow is my last day being a Nanny to that six year old boy and his little sister. Starting Thursday, I’ll be making a living solely on eBay, selling off all my mountains of accumulated junk until the wedding and the move to Chicago in a couple of weeks. Farting off a candy cane, I swear…. I’m gonna miss those little guys! *sniffle*)
© Love Letters By Cora
