Sunday, January 1, 2012

This is too hilarious!

My kids are quite possibly the funniest human beings on the face of the earth.

I believe I won't need to explain why after you read the following story that I stole from the blog of my niece, Lauren.  It is well-written and most entertaining.

Interrogation


My cousin, Abby (I think she's three. She may be four. I forget.) walks into the room I am currently residing in. She obviously doesn't notice me, and goes to the corner opposite from where I sit awaiting entertainment that is sure to come. When a toddler walks into a room, thinking they're alone, that is the moment when you should be whipping out your camera. Too bad I did not have one.

She stands for a moment, hands on hips (In a pink tutu and leotard, mind you) and then snatches up a stuffed shark lying like a dead animal on the carpet. She holds it up to her face, staring it down. And then yells.
"You tried to choke me, didn't you Mr. Shark?"
Silence. He must have been frightened to death. She gives him a good shaking to loosen his tongue.
"No choking, Mr. Shark. I will put you in a box and leave you alone."
Silence.
"Did you take my bracelet, Mr. Shark?"
More silence. He's in for it now. She pins him against the wall and holds up her pointer finger.
"Where is my bracelet, Mr. Shark?"
Silence. Ohh...he better talk soon.
"That's it."
Oh he's pushed her too far. She puts both hands around his neck and begins to violently throttle him to death. Finally he decides to talk. (She lowers her voice and begins pitifully crying for mercy in his place)
"Noo...okay, I took it! Don't choke me! AHHHHCCCCCKKK!!!!"
"Too late, Mr. Shark."
She then drops him on the floor, kicks him aside, and tosses her hair over her shoulder. As she turns to leave the pathetic mess of the deceased shark, she finally notices me sitting on the bed. There is a moment of shock at realizing she isn't alone, and then her most innocent smile spreads angelically across her face.
"Hi, Lulu."
"Hey, Abby. Did you get the shark?" I ask.
Silence. She ponders.
"...What shark?" She says.
And walks away.
I have trained her well. 


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