Then the boys came home. From my bedrom I could hear them clattering excitedly up the stairs. Andrew and Jacob busted into my bedroom and shouted "Dad lost a tooth." They were giggling hysterically and awaiting my reaction. I sighed and asked if it was a front tooth. Of course it was.
"He looks like a hillbilly." Andrew told me.
I went downstairs to have a look for myself. Sure enough, Andrew was right. My husband looks like a banjo player for a Ketucky blue grass band.
"If you don't get that fixed, we're over." I told him
He just laughed. Apparently he doesn't believe me.
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