September 03, 2007

Fair warning. But was there ever any real hope for the victim's escape?

As I passed by the kitchen, I heard Mitch speaking. His tone of voice sounded quite menacing, yet the volume was so low I couldn't quite make out the words.

"What was that, sweetie?" I asked my son to repeat himself.

"I said: 'You're goin' DOWN!'"

"Oh, OK."

(Don't worry, he wasn't talking to me. He was threatening the chocolate cake.)

5 Comments:

Blogger LZ Blogger said...

Ivy ~ What guy HASN'T had those words with a cake before? ~ jb///

2:57 PM  
Blogger Preposterous Ponderings said...

Ha ha ha ha that is way too cute! Gotta love kids! :o)

Enjoyed your blog!

3:54 PM  
Blogger Carlos said...

Hey...didn't Craig senator dude say that in Minneapolis? ;-)

My son plunged a spoon into a pile of refried beans the other month and proclaimed, "Excalibur!" Cracked me up.

7:12 PM  
Blogger Peter said...

Hey Hivy, good to see ya back again.

8:44 AM  
Blogger Hale McKay said...

Good to see ya, Ivy. many a chocolate cake has met such a downfall at my presence.

2:33 PM  

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