The boys were playing an imaginary game, but Sweet Boy#3 baulked when he heard their imaginary destination.
Sweet Boy#3–“I’m never going back to Mad Lakes Again!”
Sweet Boy#1–“But there’s no mosquitos in the game.”
Sweet Boy#2–“Gulp, I ate the last mosquito.”
During our family movie night I am alarmed to find several swear movies in our film of choice. So I make a list and gather the boys around to discus these new phrases and explain that I do not want them spoken. But I am stopped in my tracks when Sweet Boy#3 plugs his ears and scuttles backwards while shouting–“No Momma, No! We don’t want to know any swear words!!!”
Sweet Boy#3–“I’m riding a dinosaur with a tall neck…and it stepped on you!”