So, last night we were carving pumpkins.
N wants to know if he can carve his by himself since "he's nearly 10".
Aaron says, "I don't think that's a good idea. I don't want to make an emergency room trip just because you want to feel like a big kid."
N then says, "I hope this isn't how it's going to be when I move out... you guys coming over to help me carve pumpkins."
How funny. We're obviously really cramping his style!
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How cute! What a quick wit he's got. You guys don't have any plastic carving tools or that weird tube-shaped thing Martha Stewart had the other day? Hee hee. Poor guy.
BTW, I'm glad to know I'm not the only person who offers up restrictions with the "I don't feel like going to the emergency room" reasoning.
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