Wednesday, March 13, 2013

Dinner Convo

Owen (after spilling a trickle of milk on himself): 

Me: Owen, stop screaming and use your words.

Owen: Iiiiii Goooottttttt Weeeeettttttttt.  Sniffle sniffle.

Todd: Owen it's okay. So you got a little bit wet. Are you melting?

Owen: Nnnnnooooooooo.

Emma Grace: Yeah, at least you didn't get stabbed with a sword!

(Because apparently we normally get stabbed with swords at the dinner table?)

Great analogy, Emma Grace.

Way to make him look at the bright side.


  1. Hi-larious. Such a graffic image from a sweet little thang.

  2. Thank goodness all swords are out of the dining area/experience! I'll take note to move ours out of the dining room also when you visit! Whew!