Still laughing! ![]()
Y’all know the youngest grandwrex are twin boys.
I see them first most mornings. My son brings his kids here nearly, everyday.
I hear all the kid gossip and tattletales. You’d not believe what I know because of my little spies.
Today, they wanted to know was I going to Taco bell for lunch after dialysis.
Next would be “Nana, bring us tacos home”
But I forestalled it by asking a question really quick;
I asked “what are you gonna have for lunch?”
I got, in unison no less: “vaghetti!”
Umm.
Me and my daughter just looked at each other.
Ivy said, “don’t question it, just move on”.
I’ve heard pasghetti, spreeghetti, plusghetti …but vaghetti is a new one!
The boys left the room.
We laughed and laughed
.
I’m thinking I’m gonna have to talk to their Mom about this.
The mouths of babes.