Me: what?
Hubby: My pasta stuff, white cheddar with shells.
Me: Ah, do you wanna make it?
Hubby: No, I wanna raid (gaming term, don't bother asking unless you wanna hear about WOW).
Hubby: *pause* can you make it?
Me: If you ask nicely?
Hubby: Will you please make it, since I did the dishes, and the laundry and cleaned . . .
Me: So you want to guilt me into making it?
Hubby: Your such a good, sweet wife, will you make it darling?
Me: Now you're trying to bribe me?!?
Hubby: Will you please?
Me: Alriiiiight, I'LL make it. *smile to myself*
Later On
Hubby: I accidentally washed one of the cat toys today.
Me: Oh? what does it look like? . . . Is it a fuzzy one?
Hubby: It's one of the little mice toys.
Me: They are all little mice, dear.
Hubby: Well, it's one of the small ones.
Me: . . . they are all small, dear.
Hubby: Oh you! It's NOT a fuzzy one! Kay?
3 comments:
Haha, I love Micah.
Your making fun of me in a public format! /cry :( :P And in my defense... I made most of the dinner yesterday!
Awwww, boo. I'm not making fun of you. I think you're cute. Cute in the most manly way possible, of course. :P I'm just demonstrating your personality against mine. I'm so detail oriented, you're so easy going. :)
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