Tuesday, November 28, 2006

Wocket Skateboard

David: "Daddy is my wocket skateboard in the back of your twuck?"

Me: "What?"

David: "My wocket skateboard!"

Me: "Huh?"

Heidi: "A rocket skateboard, all day he has been talking about a rocket surfboard, now it is a rocket skateboard"

Dave: "Whif buttons that you press and handles for when it flies. It has two wockets on the back that fire comes out. Is it in your twuck?"

Me: "I think you have to be a cartoon to have a rocket skateboard."

Dave: "Noooooooo!"

David broke down in tears because I did not bring home his rocket skateboard. I never heard of a rocket skateboard and I was not aware that I was expected to bring one home. I tried to improvise, I took the mini-ironing board, that is in the toy box for some reason, placed it on the floor and started surfing. He didn't buy it. Merry did and had a great time rocket surfboarding around the imaginary world.

Heidi will not fess up to it but I think she told David that if he cooperated Dad would bring him home a rocket skateboard. I can not wait to get home today without Davids rocket skateboard. I am the Destroyer of Dreams

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2 Comments:

Anonymous Wendy said...

omg i don't mean to laugh but dude, this is my life -

"I never heard of a rocket skateboard and I was not aware that I was expected to bring one home. "

omg that is my every day..i never knew the hoops we jump through when it comes to tyrannical three year olds...you are a good dad - good improvising too!

11:21 PM EST  
Blogger Mary P. said...

"I am the Destroyer of Dreams". LMAO

You are a Man with a Way with Words, too.

6:05 PM EST  

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