Falled down?
Current mood: crazy
I was carrying a load of laundry to the utility room and almost tripped on an orange that somehow made it's way out of the bowl on the counter onto the kitchen floor. I looked around and saw 4 more oranges scattered about the kitchen floor...Here's the convo that followed:
"Who threw these oranges on the floor?" I ask her...what a useless question, of course it was Avery....I'm trying to picture Shae tossing oranges in the kitchen...yelling "WEEEEEEEE!!!!"
"I didn't, it was Theresa." Avery says innocently. Theresa is Avery's babydoll. And apparently her scapegooat.
"Theresa can't throw oranges, she's a doll" I accuse with my head cocked to the side and one eyebrow up.
"Maybe the oranges just falled down? " Avery still looks so innocent as she LIES to me. And you gotta love the verb misuse.
So we had a long talk about lying and why it's wrong and she did admit that she had played 'ball' with the oranges. We picked them up and had another talk about throwing food
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