I can't blame this one on Grandma

Tonight we're playing with Charlie's favorite food (Play-Doh) and Dixie messes something up on the intricate combination of balls and snakes that she was working on. Frustrated, she says, "Oh, Jesus!"

Mommy stares at her, "What did you say?"

In a patient and explaining kind of tone, she replies, "I said 'Oh, Jesus.' "

"Really, you said what?" She clearly is not catching on the the fact that this is the point in the conversation where you attempt to fake contrition.

"I said 'Oh' and then I said 'Jesus.' I said 'Oh, Jesus.' "

Oh, Jesus.


whereismymind said...

Sounds like my daughter. She stops me dead in my tracks all the time!!!

barefoot gardener said...

OMG! Funny! I have an award for you at my blog.


Sorry to introduce myself in such a strange manner ;)

Anonymous said...

Oh shit ;D

Nicole said...

Sound like my kind of gal, oblivious.

Anonymous said...

This is what you get for blaspheming in front of your children just because the kitchen is on fire.

Anonymous said...

Back in high school, when I was learning to cook, I once managed to burn a pot of rice. I found scraping burnt rice out of the pot to be a tedious task, and in frustration exclaimed “Gee, this rice!” For some reason, I got a very shocked look from my sister, who was quite convinced that I said something very out of character.