Friday, March 31, 2017

Climbing the Cliffs of Insanity

An actual exchange Sam and I had a while back:

Sam (handing me a bottle): I mixed him up five ounces. If he drinks it, fine. If not, the sword.

me: I'm going to feed him left-handed.

Sam: You know what a hurry we're in!

me: It's the only way he can be satisfied. If I use my right — over too quickly.

Sam: Oh, have it your way.

1 comment:

  1. Inconceivable.
    Is that second baby of yours oatmeal ready yet?