Fucking Crazy
I'm not pointing any fingers, but on the Seattle to Anchorage leg of our flight home, Paxson turned to me out of the blue and said, "Are you fucking crazy?"
I did my best not to respond in any way so as to encourage it. But he went on to have a conversation with himself. "I'm NOT fucking crazy." "That's fucking crazy." Etc.
This whole parenting thing will not ever stop being entertaining.
2 comments:
ha! apropos of this, bruce was singing "little bunny poo poo" the other night...Paxson is influencing his peers, for sure.
That is pretty fucking funny.
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