I’m very excited today that I’m going to Carson’s birthday party at Pump It Up and also Yamma and Baba and Auntie Amy are coming over this afternoon to have dinner with us. I am so excited that I woke up at the crack of 6 o’clock, which was earlier than even Kai wakes up. Mama wasn’t too happy to see me in her room at 6 am on a Saturday.
She eventually sent me to see daddy and then downstairs to play. I came back upstairs holding something between my fingers.
ME: Hey mom, guess what I found! (holding something out, then flicking it at mom)
MOM: I don’t know…what was that?
ME: A fly!
MOM: A fly? What…why? (looking around, finding a dead fly on her shirt) Why did you have a dead fly? And why did you throw it at me?
ME: …
MOM: Go wash your hands!
ME: …
MOM: Wash your hands now!
ME: …I am!
DAD: Flies are gross, Ian. They eat poop!
ME: EW! Well, I just found it on the window sill.
MOM: What kind of person picks up a dead fly?
DAD: A little boy.
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