Hahaha.
No, I’ve been telling him straight up.
“Why do you keep doing this? It annoys me. but you must know I top up all the milk bottles when you go to bed?”
It’ll be more when he moves out and ends up with a fridge full of perfectly fine milk ‘dregs’
Mine used to put empty cans/jars/boxes of stuff back in the pantry. Used to drive me barmy.
Oh. FFS.
My household goes one better (or worse).
Leave one, and only one thing left. That way no one can have a go at you for not putting the packet in the bin.
One bbq shape, and we’ve even had the one sheet of TP left so you don’t have to change the toilet roll.
Reminds me of this song…
(Although it is country and western, it is funny)
Neighbour’s kid: do you have a wife?
Me: no.
Kid: why not?
Me: I dunno, maybe I’m ugly.
Kid: do you want a wife?
Me: depends on who my wife was going to be
Kid: but what if she was ugly like you?
We were at the MCG on Anzac Day and decided that we were due for a snack at half time. Walking back to our seats 10yo Little Miss Klawdy looked at her hotdog and then looked up to me and said “How big is your pen1s Dad?”.
“Not as big as that hotdog, if that’s what you’re thinking” I managed to blurt out after what felt like an eternity.
She laughed as she kept walking. And then followed up “But seriously, how big?”.
“Sorry LMK, I’m not playing this game. Let’s go watch the footy”.
Wow - awks…
Very much so.
I did also tell her to keep asking questions, even if she doesn’t get the answer that she’s after. Stay curious.
My Better Half babysitting our 2 year old granddaughter and feeding her lunch, as you do. Granddaughter, who is, how do I put this?, a ranger,(and a gorgeous one at that, but I’m not allowed to say it in front of Mum or BH) looks straight at BH with puzzlement and says, “Nana…where your eyebrows gone?”
BH, who is into her 7th decade and graying a touch, as we do, thinks, Oh Shitt, haven’t applied the eyebrow pencil for a while, but says glibly, “I don’t know, Darling”. Granddaughter looks again suspiciously and then returns to her lunch.
BH thought, but didn’t say to grandaughter, the ranger remember, your’s aren’t that easy to see either, Darling.
Well, you can just call her a red head? You don’t need to use disparaging term to describe her hair colour
