Monday, November 17, 2008

Horrid Little Man


This morning, before I went to work, I was filling out some paperwork at the dining room table. Cooper came in, and he really wanted the pen I was using, and I told him he could use it when I was finished with what I was doing. He didn't find that answer acceptable and he proceeded to get upset and belligerent. I held my ground explaining that I was nearly finished, and that I was using if first, etc. etc.. He told me I was a "horrid little man."

So far, that's the funniest thing I've heard all day. But, it's also sad, because my son is an impudent little worm.

6 comments:

Dominic said...

Your illustration and verbal exchange with your son are reminiscent of some long lost 19th century Russian novel, probably titled "Horrid Little Man."

Vincent Waller said...

What a great team! ;-)

david gemmill said...

ahhahhahaa!!

horrid little man, and appropriate doodle to go along with it. Where does he learn that stuff?

Sharon Spotbottom said...

Perhaps the worm doesn't fall far from the apple?! :)

Holley T said...

horrid and impudent are such great words :)

chrisallison said...

You should be proud your kid is using such elegant language instead of the usual colorful stuff. Haha, horrid little man. Looks like you got a writer on your hands!