Friday, October 17, 2008

I Never Feel Inclined

I was going over the days of the week with Lumpyhead. (Relax, I wasn't encouraging learning or anything, I was just trying to explain that the weekly potty present he was demanding was several days away.) I said "There's Sunday, then Monday, then Tuesday. Do you know what's next?" I asked him. "What comes after Tuesday?"

"Threesday," he told me, matter-of-factly.

7 comments:

talkingbudgie said...

At least he didn't say beer-o'clock.

Aunt Bob said...

Speaking of which, is it beer-o-clock yet? Happy five-day!

Anne said...

It's beer-o-clock somewhere.

merseydotes said...

That's when you teach him the word, "touche."

Petunia has a little days of the week song she learned at school, to the tune of O My Darlin Clementine (Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friiiiiday, Saturday, there are seven days, there are seven days, there are seven days in a week). I like that one because of the big swell and high note on Friday, like, "Get it kid? This is the best day there is."

I'm not crazy, just well mixed! said...

hee hee - makes perfect sense to me.

Sarah, Goon Squad Sarah said...

But Thursday - IT'S A HOLIDAY!

Violet said...

it does make sense.