So there I was, innocently munching on Honey Nut Scooters on Jennifer's bedroom floor. Jennifer was on her bed, doing homework.
And then, as I am often known to do, I got an irresistible urge.
"SCOOTERS ATTACK!!!"
I flung a handful of scooters at her.
I think that deep down, she liked it. Especially when she found scooters in her bed when she woke up the next morning.
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Scooters attacks led to Smarties attacks. And then those led to the richest plum of them all...
***
Jennifer has vanilla body spray of wonder and joy.
Jessica hates it with the fiery passion of her soul. So fiery, even, that she relabeled it "Grossness in a Bottle."
And then today, as Jessica was sitting on the couch, I sprang into the room with The Spray.
"VANILLA ATTACK!!!!!"
A few spritzes, an enraged scream, water getting dumped on me, and lots of hysterical laughter.
Muahahaha.
2 comments:
I can't believe you vanilla attacked her without me. Thanks a lot, jerk.
:)
I'd been *wondering* what she meant by "Grossness in a Bottle"! It sounds like all y'all are getting nice and settled over there. :D
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