Forsythia!

March 30, 2007 | Category:

The forsythia bloomed this morning.

Huh?

"I said, Bear, that the forsythia bloomed this morning. "

"How do you know?"

"What do you mean, how do I know?"

"Well... Do mean the guy on his roof?"

"What guy on his roof?"

"The one with the uh-I-don't-know-what-youcallit... snowblower."

"A guy? On a roof? With a snowblower?"

"Right there, Mommy!" Pointing.

"That's a guy on a roof with a leaf blower."

"For snow?"

"No, for leaves. He's blowing his gutters, it looks like."

"Leaves are in the fall, Mommy. Where's his rope?"

"What rope?"

"So he won't fall off?"

"He doesn't have one."

"Did he leave it with his helmet?"

"What..."

"Hey! Get it? Leaves and leave! I rhymed!"

"Well..."

"Or is it that other thing? Cinnamon?"

"Synonym? No - it's a homo..."

"How do you spell roof?"

"Roof?"

"Roof."

"Roof?"

"A-s-y-underpants don't forget the hairstand? That's how you spell roof, hey?"

"Roof?"

"It's yellow."

"No, it's brown."

"No, Mommy." Sigh. Roll your eyes. "The FORSYTHIA!"

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