I went to Wal-Mart today to pick up Tanner's needed items for JIM Club - toothpaste, deodorant, etc. As we were walking past the flashlights, Lucas spotted the fishing poles. This is the conversation that followed:
L: You're buying me a new fishing pole.
Me: Wrong.
L: You're ruining my life right now.
We proceeded through Wal-Mart, the poor boy's life ruined, when we heard it begin to thunder outside. This is the next conversation we had:
Me: Here comes the rain!
L: You got an umbrella, right?
Me: It's in the car.
L: You mean the red car. Outside?
Me: Yep.
L: (in a condescending/sarcastic voice) You're a genius.
He's four and his life it ruined and his mother is not a genius. Poor boy!
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