Kids say the darndest things, do they not? Sometimes one of my kids will say something and for the life of me I will not be able to understand what that kid was thinking.
Seriously. What are you thinking?
We are on holidays right now and I am blogging from my phone. I know, I know, my skill set never ceases to amaze you. I am talented, this I know.
We were on our way to the beach a few days ago and we stopped at 7-11 so the man could get his Big Gulp. He's old school. He drinks the Big Gulps. We love him anyway. While he was in the store a shirtless man riding a bike came to a stop right outside my window, which was rolled all the way down. This man had some distinct qualities that may lead a person to conclude certain things about him.
My son Jack says, quietly, "Mom, is that a homeless person?"
To which I responded that yes, he may very well be a homeless person.
Amelia then shouts from the top of her lungs "IT'S A HOBO!!!!"
I barely had time to reach out and pinch her knee before he rode off. We all held our breath and waited for any repercussions.
Oh mercy, whose kid is that??