The girls and I were celebrating a recent victory with some Dilly Bars today, when Kelly showed some hilarious insight into her Father, the video above being a good example. Other conversations we had within a 10 minute span had me in stitches:
Thoughts on “Daddy’s Money”:
Mommy: When we get home, I think Daddy wants us all to run to Sam’s Club to get some driveway salt.
Kelly: Oh good, because I want to pick you up some flowers to say I’m sorry for being a stinker this week.
Mommy: Oh honey, you don’t have to spend your money on me. I know you regret being a stinker.
Kelly: Don’t worry Mommy, I’m not spending MY money. I’ll spend Daddy’s.
Thoughts on Daddy’s “Need To Eat”:
Mommy: Oh no! I didn’t realize how late it has gotten. Here we are eating Dilly Bars, and when we get home, Daddy is going to be starving, and we won’t be hungry at all. We do this every Friday! Ugh!
Kelly: I am SIX years old. Surely he is used to our shenanigans by now.