“Mom, why do my eyes squint when I eat something sour?”
“It’s because of a pucker reflex.”
“Do you want some (Sour Skittles)?”
“No thanks, I don’t really like candy.”
“Mom, you’re not very kid-like.”
“I wasn’t very kid-like when I was a kid.”
“I’m a little kid-like, and a little not.”
“Yeah.”
“The kids on my bus are very kid-like. They had a burping contest this morning.”
“Can any of them burp the alphabet?”
“One kid got to ‘k’.”
“Not bad.”
Ewwww… I say making the pucker face.
My brothers could burp the alphabet. And they did spit tricks. Ick.
Love the conversation. It’s HILARIOUS.
I think there’s a rule somewhere about brothers and burping the alphabet… :)
And I am back to say, thanks for stopping by my Emma’s site to read and say something. She is going to be tickled that she has a comment. Yahoo!
Happy to support a budding writer! :)
Ooo, what about armpit farts? Can any of them do armpit farts? ;)
LOL! I forgot all about the armpit farts!!! I’ll have to ask her.
I love it! I completely understand the not-so-kid-like comment…I was that kid too.
Good to know I have a fellow not-so-kid-like compatriot among my readers. :)
The pucker reflex is a WHOLE lot of fun when you’re teaching a jr college biology class! I make them all do it at the same time so no one is clued in to how nasty it really is! A roomful of puckerface is SO hilarious.
I really love your conversations with Cait. You two are so in sync with each other it’s very heartwarming to read about.
Oh my gawd, I’m cracking up just thinking about a room full of puckerfaces! Oh to be a science teacher — I could have so much fun!
When I was a kid I could burp on demand. It gave me real status.
I couldn’t burp on demand, but I could whistle with my fingers. That was almost as good.
Thanks for popping by my website. I shall enjoy having a good read of yours.
That’s how I feel, I’m not very kid-like but my husband, he makes up for it :)
Burping the alphabet? LOL! I’ve never heard of that before!
I’m guessing you didn’t grow up with brothers…? :)
Ugh – I’m with your daughter on this one. I hate burping contests. I guess in that department I wasn’t very kid-like.
Hmm, I guess I wasn’t very kid-like either. Didn’t get the attraction of burping contests. Still don’t. Everyone burps. I’d rather do something interesting like look for salamanders or climb thirty feet up a tree and hang upside down from a branch while my elderly neighbor – the one with the heart condition – was watching.
Shine On,
Lill