Southern Summers For The Non-Fancy

Setting: sitting in living room, reading a book together on the couch.

Fiona: "Mom?"

Me: "Hmm?"

Fiona: clapped the air,
"If we were fancy, we wouldn't have mosquitoes in our house."

Me: slapped her thigh, mosquito guts now on my hand,
"If we were fancy, you wouldn't be eating BBQ potato chips in your underwear."

We both nod and smile in agreement.

7 comments:

Amy said...

That is hilarious!

Susan (Ryan) said...

VERY funny. Camille used to design flags for our Kingdom; she asked me once when the servants were coming. I ascribe it to too much princess talk.

HeatherK said...

That's just awesome. Ava was giving my father-in-law a tour of the house (last week, not two years ago when we actually moved in) and it sounded like this..."and here is the foy-eh and the formal living room, the dining room and here's the kitchen and our maid." Yes, that was ME, in the kitchen making dinner.

Yana said...

:-)

Anonymous said...

Great! Now I have to worry about malaria! I'll be sending mosquito netting soon.
ML

zjoandcsmom said...

perfect!

Madeline said...

Hahaha! The joy of a southern summer. :)