His first yo-yo, a much prized possession went missing. It was gone for about a week, and he has yo-yo club after school. Kelly, being a big softie, ran out to get him a replacement at midnight.
For anything else we would have just told him “tough, you gotta keep track of your things,” but, for some reason we both agreed. So off she went. And got 3. Just in case. Luckily yo-yos are cheap.
Then the funny thing. This morning when reading the card that came with his replacement:
The original. World’s #1 Yo Yo
But he read it “The original. World’s hashtag one yo-yo”
Dad: you need to do your addition cards
Lars: you mean subtraction
Dad: no addition
Lars: “ab,” it’s “abtraction”
Dad: it’s add
Lars: no, “abtraction”
Dad: add, “addtraction”
Dad: wait, no…never mind. What’s 7+5?
The kids were really good at dinner this week. So we told them they could have any desert they wanted:
Leah immediately shouted “ICE CREAM!”
Lars thought for a second, and said “breakfast tacos.” I paused at the unexpected request, then dutifully got up and made tacos. He loved them.
While playing Minecraft with dad:
Lars: What the hell!
Mom: What did you say?
Lars (sheepishly): “What the hell”
Mom (sternly): Oh, we don’t say that…
Dad: Do you know what “hell” means?
Lars (matter of factly): A type of icy snow
Mom: Well, that’s *is* grammy’s version of hell.
Me: Lars is kinda grumpy today.
Leah: I dont’ think he feels well.
Me: Yeah, that can do it.
Leah: Laurence sounds like the TARDIS he is so congested.