The Dumbest

"Hey honey. Why don't you go get some stuff done on the computer? I'll play with the girls."

"Really?"

"Sure. You haven't had much time to blog lately. I'll push them in the dolly."

"Ok."

Five minutes later I was blissfully ensconced in the Bluefly dress section looking for images for an entry on getting an outfit for a special event. Sean rounded the corner with the girls propped on the dolly. I quickly popped out of my chair and ran over to him.

"How's it going?" He asked breathlessly looking over at the computer.

"Fine. It's great. Ummm, I'm not shopping." I stammered as I sidestepped to block the computer.

"You're not shopping?" He craned his neck to look past me.

"No, I'm just searching for images for a post about trying to find a dress. I'm not shopping."

"That is the dumbest thing you have said all day."

"You haven't been with me all day!"

That threw him. He actually laughed and shook his head and then said,

"You are writing a post about finding something to wear for the Annual Dinner and you are not shopping?"

"Right."

"I stand by that being the dumbest thing you have said all day."


It's so annoying when he's right.