Me, after listening to Mac's story about how she was playing with the candle, causing the flame to shoot up after dripping wax onto the open flame: "Nice, you little Pyromaniac."
"I'm not a Firemaniac."
"No, a Pyromaniac."
"What's that?"
"A Firemaniac."
And that frustrated little scream you hear, means I need to add an extra fifty bucks to her Therapy Fund this month.
4 comments:
Add it to your own. I like Firemaniac. Makes way more sense!
It makes me think of my youngest asking if he could go to the "confession" stand when we were at his brother's football game.
At least you didn't call her a lesbian firemaniac...
Haha! God! She gets so touchy when I do that.
It does make sense. (And to think I never knew what fun it would be messing with kids' minds!)
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