Wyatt: It's sad that ice cream season is almost over.
James: You can eat ice cream all year round.
Wyatt: Yeah, but it's not quite the same in the winter. It's like white wine that's room temperature, or red wine that's chilled.
Wyatt: Only what Daddy Steve says.
James: Well, when I see Daddy Steve on wine night, he looks too blissed-out to know
what temperature the wine is.
Wyatt: We better grab a sponge and some paper towels.
James: Why?
Wyatt: Because Duncan is in the living room with his ice cream and any minute now it's going to fall out of the cone and land on the floor.
Duncan, from the other room: Rats!
Wyatt: See?
James: He seems to have a talent for that.
Duncan, from the other room: Why does cruel misfortune follow me around?
Wyatt: That, and pessimism!
2 comments:
Aww poor Duncan , he does seem to be one of those that things just happen to!
I'm with Wyatt now winter's on it's way, it's time to put away the ice cream, well unless it's with hot apple pie or maybe chocolate fudge cake or... mmm...
And that Uli's quick! Just the sound of distress and she appears with her broom... wish I had a kid like her in the village !
fabulous story line and dialogue, I love the pragmatic philosophy of your boys.
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