
Crazy Grandma and Lazy Grandpa have come to visit for a handful of days. Crazy Grandma wants to try and visit the kids every three months so they don't forget her. But I really think she wants to see them every three months so she doesn't forget them (Old age is a bitch!).
Despite my absurd and off-colored sense of humor, Lisa and I try really hard to make sure that our kids are well-behaved...except for the occasional fart and poop jokes. While the kids were playing, Crazy and Lazy were watching the news, and there was a segment about Anthony Weiner.
"Boy," said an exasperated Crazy Grandma. "Wasn't dat a stupid ting to do? Why he sending nekkid pictures of himself all over dah place?"
I continued to play with Andrew and Emma and ignored Crazy's commentary.
"And dat last name. Weiner!" giggled Crazy Grandma. "What a funny last name! Weiner! I don't wanna see Weiner's wiener! HAHAHAHA!"
The kids started to pay attention to Crazy's Lenny Bruce riff, so I tried to distract them with Legos. But Crazy Grandma continued.
"You know what I want?" asked Crazy Grandma. "I wanna...Wienerschnitzel! Git it? Yummy yummy! Wienerschnitzel! HOHOHOHO!"
At that point I gave up and was fully prepared for a parent-teacher conference about the kids' constant use of the word "wiener".
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