“Holy Crap!”
Niko was running back and forth through the house the other day, screaming and barking, while Nesko and I finished dinner. Then there was a big crash in the living room. We called him in to find out what he’d been doing.
“Well, Delilah–”
I’m going to break in for a moment here and explain something.
Delilah is a stuffed animal.
Delilah is a stuffed dog with curly fur and floppy ears.
“Well, Delilah was chasing me and barking and then I was chasing her and yelling and then she was chasing me and barking and then I was chasing her and yelling and then she ran into the living room and said she was going to dump my balls all over the floor and I said NO DELILAH DON’T DO THAT, THAT’S NAUGHTY and then she dumped all my balls on the floor and I stood there and I said HOLY CRAP–”
We interrupted him at this point, to laugh.
I tried to keep a straight face. I did! I swear. But then I saw Nesko trying to keep a straight face too and I lost it. I kept dissolving into snickers.
“And then I said NO DELILAH THAT WAS NAUGHTY and she chased me into the kitchen and what’s so funny?”
“No, nothing. Nothing’s funny.”
“Is it because I said HOLY CRAP?”
“Noooo… Tata told me a joke and I’m laughing at that.”
He insisted on hearing the joke, Nesko told him a knock knock joke, and then Niko resumed running through the house arguing with Delilah. Yes, arguing. Taking both sides.
Holy crap.
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Nesko sounds adooooreeble!