Who knew?
"I broke my skeleton," the kid flops out his right arm as if someone had removed it from the shoulder socket, "See? It doesn't work anymore."
Stifling laughter for a bit of sincerity I ask, "What happened?"
"The video game. It really broke my arm. And I can't use it anymore."
Now normally his sobbing would have me heartbroken. This time, I had to do everything in my power to maintain control over my ever-increasing urge to laugh.
Video games can break arms--or skeletons--who knew?
Stifling laughter for a bit of sincerity I ask, "What happened?"
"The video game. It really broke my arm. And I can't use it anymore."
Now normally his sobbing would have me heartbroken. This time, I had to do everything in my power to maintain control over my ever-increasing urge to laugh.
Video games can break arms--or skeletons--who knew?
Labels: kid wittisms, motherhood
