Jack: Why are you so tired?
me: Because I spent all night wrapping this stuff.
Jack: (stares) See???? I told you there’s no Santa!
Sh*t My 6-Year-Old Says (but he's 18 now)
I started this blog when Jack was only 5 years old! And, still, I can't make this sh*t up!
It’s a typical Christmas in our house. Knee deep in wrapping paper. I’m a little bleary eyed from staying up late and getting woken up before 6. Ugh. Jack got the Wii U and after setting it up the discs wouldn’t read. Nothing. Tech support forum says send it in for a replacement. Really? It’s Christmas Day! Then a few hours later it just started working. Go figure. But I have a happy boy now. 🙂
Here are some sparkling quotes and conversations that could be heard in my house today.
me: I can’t believe that stupid disc just started working after all this time. A Christmas miracle.
Jack’s Grandma: I prayed for a Christmas miracle so that thing would work.
me: You prayed for a game, with people dying and everything…
Jack: Why does this book from Santa have a 20% off sticker on it?
Jack: I heard that.
me: Mom did you read my blog? Jack learned a new word. Pooted.
Grandma: What’s that?
me: (I tell her)
Grandma: Isn’t that “sharted”??
Jack: Can I go to Alex’s house?
me: No, it’s Christmas. Maybe tomorrow.
Jack: Son of a business man.
Merry Christmas everyone!! 🙂