FDPG is going on a Brownie camp, so we're getting her gear together. I pick up her "sit upon" (something to sit around the fire on). Every other Brownie drew flowers and fairies on theirs; FDPG drew The Evil Head Man, Nasty Mr Pumpkin, and the Scary Octopus Man. This was BEFORE Dr Who. Just so you know...
Dominic, as he's getting his hair trimmed. Out on the deck in the sun. "I can't see in this light!" "This sun is too bright! Why do you have to do this when it's so bright?" "Ouch, you clipped my ear AGAIN! I'm going to BLEED to DEATH!" As is my wont, I ignore him because he does this each and every time. And then, right at the very end, I glimpse a teeny tiny speck of blood. I HAVE clipped his ear! Do I tell him? I decide not to. This kid is an elephant. He will remember the day I SHREDDED HIS EAR WILLYNILLY until the day I die.
Max, as he helps me load the wheelbarrow with soil, to move from the front yard to the back yard: "Oops, I just remembered - I have to go check my batteries. I'm recharging them. They might be ready now."
Nice try Max. Nice try.