I love that my Internet-age children have discovered Looney Tunes. Their favorites are the Roadrunner and Wile E. Coyote episodes and anything that Bugs Bunny does. I have, however, discovered one drawback...
"You nincowpoop!" came the burst from the carseat behind me.
"'Scuse me?" my gaze shifted from the road in front of me to the little mirror mounted just below my rearview mirror. She was sitting there grinning, pigtails bouncing as she giggled.
"You. Are. A. Nin. Cow. Poop," she said slowly and precisely, emphasizing each word carefully as if I were her hard-of-hearing granny.
"Ummm, I think it's pronounced nin-COM-poop. And I am not one, thank you very much."
"Bugs Bunny says nincompoop, but I think ninCOWpoop makes much more sense. And it's funnier, Mommy," this last bit spoken with disdain at my inability to understand such a simple concept.
What a maroon!
1 comment:
Ahh.. they so make me laugh.
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