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The boy eats enough to almost warrant it

We got a new refrigerator. The Bandit is campaigning heavily for the old refrigerator to go into his room. I don’t think he’s really thought this through since I have no idea where he would put it.

“What furniture should we move out of there?” I asked, thinking to humor him for a moment. I always enjoy his thought processes.

He thought for a second. “Well, I need my desk because I wouldn’t have anywhere to put my computer to play Minecraft.”

“True.”

“And I like my bed.”

“It seems appropriate that a bedroom should have a bed.”fridge

“I don’t really need my dresser,” he suggested.

He’s totally right. All of his clothes, clean or dirty, are scattered on his floor. No amount of nagging seems to change this. Ava’s head would explode if she saw his room.

“Still–” I shook my head “–I don’t think we’ll be putting that old fridge in your room. You’ve already got enough food hidden in there.”

“Oh, come on!” he protested. “Sassy gets a laptop.”

Like a laptop and a refrigerator cancel each other out.

“I never get anything good.” He narrowed his eyes. He does this like he’s Old Ben Kenobi and he can convince me that these are not the droids we’re looking for or something.

“You’re right. You don’t.” I shrugged. “And it’s too late to tell Santa about it now.”

He snorted in disgust and went to say goodbye to the old fridge.

“Mark this down in that notebook I gave you to mention to your therapist some day: Reason 753 why I had the worst mother EVER.”

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