Okay, so last week we are going to the park. (Go ahead, pat me on the back…I am.)
I’m packing the little snack bag (kudos for the snack bag here cause I ALWAYS just send my hungry kids over to my friend’s snack bags and pretend I can’t hear them asking for food…just ask Jessica, Lisa, Jae, etc.)
Bonus walks in the kitchen, looks up at my apron hanging on the inside of the pantry door and says, “What’s that?”
Me: “That’s an apron.”
Bonus: “What’s an apron?”
Me: “It’s for cooking. You know, you put it on and it keeps you from getting food on your clothes when you’re cooking.”
Bonus: “Then why do you have it?”
::shrugs his shoulders and walks away::
See what I mean about the advanced sarcasm?! I totally wouldn’t have thought of that until the next day…