On the way home from dinner tonight, I excitedly told the boys that there was a bus behind us. Kevin told me "Yeah, I hate that." I asked him what he hated. He told me he hates when buses are behind the car. I then asked him what the word hate means. He replied "It means you don't like it." I told him that hate is a very strong word.
His response: "It is a strong feeling I have." (Pause) "And I am a strong boy."
Point taken kid.
1 comment:
That's commentably funny.
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