To stall bedtime...
L: "Mom, mom, mom. What's... four plus six plus ten?"
Me: "20."
L: "Good job. What's two plus three plus... a hundred!"
Me: "105."
L: "Wow. Good job. Okay, okay, okay. This one is so hard. You have twenty clone troopers and six got dead. How many are left?"
Me: "14."
L [incredulous]: "Oh my gosh! Good job."
He thinks I'm brilliant.
1 comment:
That is too funny! Gianluca always does that to me too. But if he's mad at me he'll say "Well, I am way smarter than you in Science!!!" Crazy boys.
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