02 September 2009

Butter

Tyson: Mommy, can I have more butter?
Me: No, your raisin bread already has butter on it.
Tyson: But it all melted.
Me: That doesn't mean that there isn't any butter on it.
Tyson: But it's all melted!
Me: I know. Maybe you should have eaten your bread before all the butter melted.
Tyson: But mommy! I really need more butter.
Me: Booger, I promise you that you are going to be just fine with the amount of butter that you have.
Tyson: But there's no-more-butter.
Tucker:Here go Tucker. hands Tyson the butter (Tucker calls Tyson Tucker)
Me: Tucker, you can't get the butter out of the fridge. But thank you for thinking of your brother.
Tucker: Tucker (meaning Tyson) more butter now.
Me: Oh forget it.

And in precisely 10 minutes they will be trying to pull each other off the couch.

2 comments:

Brittany said...

We fight the butter battle around here, too. That's hilarious that Tucker calls Tyson Tucker. I wonder how long that will last? Cute, cute.

Fit Dani said...

its amazing what boys do to gang up on mom but when they are done they are at eachothers throat!