Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Just fix it

My friend Amanda knew her son was fine, but just on the safe side, she sent her husband upstairs at Scott's End to check on their six month old. He was after all, in a strange place for his afternoon nap.
Amanda and her husband and very loving parents, and also, very even-keeled. So, hopefully, this exchange reads as hilariously as it was received when it was heard,

A - Could you go upstairs and just make sure he's not suffocating or something?
K - What do you want me to do if he is?
A - Don't tell me just fix it.

1 comment:

Mrs. Hammond said...

well, I'm laughing so hard I'm crying! But I don't think I count.