The Boy gets gum from his grandfather. Papa is famous for tucking it into C's pockets before he leaves - it's almost a ritual with them now, like my grandfather used to pull quarters out of my ears.
Today I went out in the kitchen and he was chomping away at a huge mouthful - at least four pieces.
Me: That's an awful lot of gum!
C (chewing frantically and trying not to drool) I need a lot, though.
M: (Giving the Mommy look) That much? Why?
C: For when I blow bubbles.
M: You don't know how to blow bubbles, though.
C: (eye roll - my kid is practicing to be a teenager) I need it for when you teach me, Mommy.
3 comments:
So sweet!
Been there, done that!!
Complete with screams of 'What did you do to my gum!! Where is it??'
We have so much to teach them. I totally forgot that blowing bubbles with gum is on the list!
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