August 15, 2008

  • found in comments from 2003

    you reminded me of when the boy was this age (2) and tried to cut the cat’s head off with my sewing scissors…I disarmed him and flipped out making all kinds of squeeky high pitched noises. I took him to the shop to hang out with my boss. he took her aside, his eyes wide, and said in a loud whisper, “Robbie, DON’T CUT THE CAT, bad bad!”
    –me

    he’s currently in Norway and it’s not going so well. :/

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