Littleb: What store are we going to again? Target?
Chicken: No. The other one, Lakeshore.
Littleb: Where is that one? Have I been there?
Chicken: Yes, you’ve been there. It’s by Bob’s. It has a lot of art supplies.
Littleb: Oh, yeah, I know that store. I don’t like that store. That store doesn’t have any good toys. That store is for babies. I thought we were going to Target.
Chicken: No, we’re not going to Target. We don’t have time for Target today.
Littleb: Yes we do. I know just what I want to get him. I’m getting him Monopoly, the electronic banking edition.
Chicken: Are you sure that he likes Monopoly? Just because you like Monopoly does not mean that Adam will like Monopoly. (Crap! Lakeshore doesn’t sell Monopoly)
Littleb: Well, he does like it. He told me that’s what he wants. (This may or may not be true. That’s the problem with a lot of things littleb tells me. Everything he says is based in truth without always being 100% true. Like most of my blog posts, actually.)
Chicken: (is thinking, “OK, maybe if he knows exactly what he wants and we just run in and buy it….”)
Littleb: (READS MY MIND!!) Since I know exactly what I want, we totally have time to go to Target, right?
Chicken: (……Totally? Did he really just say totally??)
Chicken THE SUCKER: Ok, but we do not have time to look at any toys or shop for you. We just get the game and we’re out of there. A focused mission. Agreed?
Littleb: Yup, just get the game and we’re out of there.
Thirty seconds later……
Littleb: Except we could dash by the power ranger stuff, and I could just look really quick.
Chicken: What? We’re going to…..dash…??
Littleb: Yes, we’ll get the game, and then as we’re leaving, we’ll just dash by the power rangers. We won’t stop.
Chicken: Laughing. Ok, we’ll dash by the power rangers.
Oh don’t look at me that way. You would have done the same thing. He’s got a gap-toothed smile, a command of the language, and perfect timing. He’s a pro.
I’m not buying anything, though. Absolutely not.
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