Getting Into A Pickle

| Manassas, VA, USA | Children, Parents & Guardians, Sons & Daughters, Theme Of The Month

(I’m about 3 years old. My mother is making dinner while my father is napping on the couch. My mom has me wake up my father when dinner is ready.)

Me: “Daddy, wake up. Dinner’s ready!”

Dad: *grumbling* “What’s for dinner?”

Me: “Knockwords and sourcrap!”

Dad: “What?”

Me: “Knockwords and sourcrap!”

(My dad is wide awake now, and both parents are laughing hysterically. For the record, my mother made knockwurst and sauerkraut.)

1 Thumbs
361
VOTES
COMMENTS

Similar Stories

Oil Have You Know… (My mother, father and I are sitting at the kitchen table, talking. A week ago, I discovered that th...
A Hole New World Of Troubles (I am wearing a pair of pajama pants with a hole in the knee (courtesy of our cats). My four year ol...
The Navi Ending Story (My mother and I frequently watch films together, but the genres we like are rather different. I lov...

Comments

comments