Wednesday, April 28, 2010

{Presidential Discipline}

So, today we're driving home from Olivia's ballet class and Olivia tells me I want to marry Barack Obama.

"Uh, marrying Barack Obama is the last thing I want to do, thanks."

"Do you want to kiss him?" asked Will.

"Sick. How about I just throw up now," I replied.  Both Will & Olivia burst into fits of laughter.

"Do you want to hug him?" he again inquired.

"How about I just burn off all of my skin instead," I answered and again came their laughter.

Will, barely able to talk because he is laughing so hard, decides to try one more, "Do you want to spank his bum?"

"Actually, I just like to give him a really really long time out."

Wouldn't we all?????