It is fruitless to ask why in this house. Nobody has an answer to that question.
Yesterday I told Sarah to please do her hair for school. Doing involves brushing out the snarlies and possibly wetting down a case of bed head. She took a handful of leave in conditioner and plopped it on the top of her head. The conditioner sat there on Sarah Sundae looking like a dollop of whipped cream without the cherry. (why?!)
2 comments:
I bet that was real pretty.....
I like your clever play on words.."fruitless".."cherry".
My verif. word : pholusne!!
At our house, when you hear a grown up say, "Why? How? Why? Why? How?"
You know there's automatically no answer.
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