Let me paint a picture: The room was silent after a yelling match Josh and I got into regarding him jumping on the couch on top of the clothes I JUST folded...and there I was...staring him down...asserting dominance...waiting for an apology. Josh was looking everywhere but at me and rubbing his nose violently like he had a wicked booger...
Me: "Josh, what are you doing? Do you have a problem? Do you need a tissue?"
Josh: "No. I have a monster in my nose."
I wanted to laugh, but was standing my ground....still staring him down....I was about to tell him that I didn't think he was being very funny when he said this...
Josh: "OK. I don't really have a monster in my nose. I was just kidding. Do you guys have monsters in your nose? Nevermind, I was still just messing around."
I had lost and broke out in laughter.
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