Me: Beaumont! Is that a moose leg bone in the bed?
Beau: What about it?
Me: I go take a shower and you bring that thing onto the bed? Ugh. Disgusting.
Beau: My dad said it was ok.
Me: I repeat. Ugh. Disgusting. Please remove it.
Beau: Nah. I like it. But, (smiling slyly) if it bothers you that much you’re welcome to move it.
Me: I’m not touching that thing!
Beau: I’ll tell Rod.
Me: Go ahead. I’m pretty sure he’ll side with you anyway.
Beau: Well that’s true. He’s a real dawg’s kinda man. You know… he’s the only one who sent me a birthday gift.
Me: Oh. Dawg. We’re back to that again? Look. I said I’m sorry we forgot your birthday last week.
Beau: Rod didn’t.
Me: He didn’t even know it was your birthday.
Beau: Then why’d he send me 2, I repeat, 2 big moose leg bones in a box addressed to Sir Beaumont?
Me: Because he’s crazy?
Beau: I’m going to tell him you said that.
Me: Go ahead. Right now I think I must be crazy. That bone is still on the bed.
Beau: And I’m still not going to remove it. I kind of think letting me keep it here is the least you can do for having forgotten my birthday.
Me: Dawg Dang it Beau. Now I’ll have to wash the duvet cover and I don’t have time. I’ve got to get to my art show. I want it gone and the duvet cover washed by the time I get home.
Beau: Tell someone who cares. Like maybe my dad. But he’s the one who let me bring it up here so I guess you’re out of luck!
Sigh. And so, I went to my art show and came home…. and the bone was still on the bed. Seriously Rod? I’m not sure which of you is more incorrigible. You. Beau or my husband! Then again, maybe it’s all 3 of you! Men! Gotta love ’em. I just don’t love a moose bone in my bed! 🙂
Last week, the incorrigible Rod W sent Beau a gift. The fact we forgot his birthday made it an even better gift! Beau is very grateful. Me. I’m getting tired of tripping over it everywhere I go! 🙂