Recently, while loading in the van to go somewhere, Lulu hit Quinn. I don't remember the reason or where she hurt him, but I know she whapped him a good one.
I spoke to her, sternly, and then told her to apologize.
"I'm sorry Quinn," she said in her sweet little girl voice.
Silence prevailed.
I looked in the rear view mirror at Quinn, "Well Quinn, aren't you going to respond?"
He looked straight ahead, not quite at me and said, "Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious."
"What?" I asked.
"Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious. It's what you say when you don't quite know what to say."
He said it with a bland face and then looked out the window.
I drove and stared straight ahead, muffling my laugh, with no idea what to say in return.
How could I fault him when he was so clearly right?
Monday, March 16, 2009
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That's a good response I think! I will use that next time I want to say a naughty word, or am at a loss for words! i love those moments when the laughter has to be held back!
I totally have to use that! What a great way to break up the tension....even if that's not what he meant to do.
I just know that the next time I'm supposed to apologize or do something that I don't really want to, I'll just say, "Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious." As with me, it throw them so off base that I'll get away without doing what I don't want to.
So there.
Precious and perfect!
Oh my gosh! I laughed for about 10 minutes on that one. I even had the laughing tears. What a cutie!
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