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Lunch on the GPRWZIRTQ

Posted by Sandra on August 17, 2008

What was that again?

Yes, you read it right.  Lunch on the gprwzirtq.  This is apparently the language I speak sometimes, when talking to the boys.

Hubby was gone for a few hours so I was getting ready to make everyone lunch.  We were outside, playing some tetherball, splashing in the baby pool, jumping on the trampoline, so I thought a picnic in the backyard sounded fun.  So I asked the boys if they’d like me to make hamburgers on the gprwzirtq.

They looked at me, clearly confused as to what their dear, fragile, confused mother was saying.

In response to the blank stares, I said, again, do you want me to put some burgers on the gprwzirtq?????

They looked at each other and said, “Wha?  You know how to do that?”  While both were really thinking, Mom has finally lost her mind. 

The grill, people.  These two little people have apparently been victims of a horrible disservice done by their parents.  Stereotyping.  Since they’ve never seen me grill, they clearly thought I couldn’t possibly know how to use it.  I mean, I’m a GIRL, after all!!!  This is a big scary Complex Piece of Outdoor Equipment, designed for manly men (said with a gutteral growl and lots of Tim-Allen-esque “oh oh oh oh’s”)!


This might explain why they think Daddy doesn’t know how to use the Hoover, eh?  😉


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