My nine year old was getting ready to go out to dinner last night and left her sequined beret on my dressing table. I thought it looked pretty, hence the photo but the real show stealer was Junior at dinner. I'm not sure how the conversation started but there was a lot of laughter until the restaurant was silenced and then, it, too, collectively broke into laughter as Husband and I met each other under the table to bang our heads into the floor.
Jun'ette: I'M not going to summer camp. I'm almost ten, so there. Husband: Well, I'm forty, so nah nah nah. Jun'ette: Well, I know the capitals of all the states, so nah nah nah. Me: Well, I'm a doctor so nah nah nah. Jun'ette: Well, I'm probably going to Harvard, so nah nah nah! (Oh -snap! - Husband) Me: Whose going to pay for Harvard, nah nah nah? Jun'ette: You are, Knittin' Lady, nah nah nah!
Junior: GUYS, I'M NOT WEARING ANY UNDERWEAR!