The Dinner Table
Tyden: I wuv you Priya.
Mom: Stryder, sit down.
Stryder: (No words, just stands up to yank on Priya's hair)
Dad: Stryder, no no don't pull Priya's hair, (and by the way stay seated)
Dad: Sorry Priya.
Jayla: Our baby sister really smiles at us Priya.
Mom: Are you having a nice spring break Priya?
Onyx: I like your shirt Priya.
Onyx: (passing gas)
All the Deutsch kids: (roaring laughter)
Priya: (Looks around at everyone with a straight face)
Onyx: Do you like to laugh Priya?
Mom: Maybe not everyone finds table-time flatulence as funny as you kids do.
Mom: Get back in your chair Stryder.
Tyden: I still wuv you.
Stryder: (Another hair yank)
Mom: Stryder NO! Go to the corner please.
Stryder: (Protests as he walks to the corner with loud crying spell.)
Dad: (Escorts Stryder to the corner then returns to the table.)
Mom: Sorry about that Priya.
Jayla: He is still kind-of a baby.
Stryder: (Back at the table, eyes Priya's lovely, enticing, pullable hair)
Jayla: Priya, do you like carrots?
Clover: Crying because she wants her dinner too.
Mom: Gets up to nurse Clover.
Dad: Onyx, you need to eat your food before you are excused.
Mom: Who wants dessert?
All kids (except Priya) shout in unison: ME
Priya: Silently, wide eyed eating her meal and wondering about this circus she stepped into called "The Deutsch Family Dinner Table."
You know you want to come over to eat with us too.....
1 comment:
Too funny! Kind of sounds like my house.
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