My son, the problem-solver.

7-year-old son:  BANG!  BANG!  BANG!  I’M A ZOMBIE KILLER!

5-year-old daughter:  Well, I’m not a zombie.

7-year-old son:  Wait here, I’ll get my other gun.


Also, my post is up at the Register:  Pro-Life Euphemisms:  What Do You Think?


Also, last day to enter in the contest! Email your answers to simchafisher@gmail.com (sorry, I can’t seem to get WordPress to make that a live link).  I have to say, I think I figured it out from other clues around the house . . . and  NO ONE HAS GUESSED IT YET.  So go ahead and make a second guess, if you like.  If no one guesses it, I’ll just figure out some silly way of choosing a winner tomorrow.

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  • http://nodaisies.blogspot.com/ Mary Beth

    haha! I actually think I am may be exactly like this on day 28.

  • Tiffany

    Ha! That’s so funny! Here’s one from our house yesterday…

    Andrew, running through the livingroom: “I’m Bowser!”

    Joshua, without hesitation, winds up and socks Andrew square in the chest.

    Andrew, crying.

    Me: “Joshua!! Why did you do that??”

    Joshua, blank look of disbelief in his eyes: “I’m Wigi (Luigi)! That’s what you have to do to Bowser – - smash him HARD!”

    So we had a discussion about “real” vs. “pretend”.

    • Laura V.

      it’s true. you do have to whack bowser.

  • Mary


    Your son has been watching too many Marx Bros. reruns….

    So funny.