Troy: “Dada, can you play with me?”
Me: “Not right now. I’m folding laundry.”
Troy: “Mama, what about you?”
My Wife: “Sorry, baby, I’m folding curtains.”
Me: “You know, you could come help us.”
Troy: “Nah, I’d rather play.”
Me: “Can you at least come and give me a hug? You could give mama one too while you’re in here. Kind of a two for the price of one thing.”
Troy: “If you want a hug, then you’ll have to come in here. And it’ll cost you five dollars!”
Me: “Wait…I have to come get a hug? AND it’s going to cost me five dollars on top of that?!”
Troy: “Yeah…each.”
Me: “Wow, that’s pretty steep. Worth it, but steep.”
Troy: “And you have to pay me before you get the hug.”
Me: “Wow, you don’t trust me, eh? Do you take credit cards?”
Troy: “Yes, I take coins and credit cards.”
Me: “Okay, I’ll have to see what I can scrape together. Give me a sec.”

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