Once five-year-old Rajshon discovered I was married, the questions came flooding in. "Is your husband handsome?" he'd inquire, "Is he strong?" Every day he'd pry a little further in what appears to be a measuring up of his competition. "Does he like Spiderman because I LIKE Spiderman," was last week's question (apparently a fondness of super heros is a deal breaker). But this week was the best conversation I've yet to have with my little wooer:
"Do you know where your husband is?" Rajshon asked during lunch.
"I do. He's at home right now." I responded. (Troy had worked until 3 AM that morning)
His face instantly reflected equal parts disgust and sass as he retorted, "You need to tell him to get a job!"
Yes, apparently my husband is a bum. :)
4 comments:
haha. that's funny. i love it!
Funny. I think the little boy has a crush on you...
That is SO funny. Trent and I were laughing pretty hard. Don't you love little kids. There is definitely never a dull moment!
At least he's a smart bum! Love it!
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