Me: Beaumont. You're doing it again. Beau: What's that? Me You know what that is. Beau: Louise. If I knew what that is I wouldn't ask what that is. Me: (sigh) Lying on top of me. Beau: Oh that. Me: Yes. Beau. That. And see, you did know what it was. Beau: Well actually Louise.... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: So... Louise.... I don't get it. Me: Get what Beau? Beau: Well... you know how you just spent days and days putting together a desk calendar for your She Dares Boldly series... Me: Yeeeesss.... (already I know I'm in trouble...) Beau: Well... I don't understand why you don't have a "Beaumont Dares Boldly" calendar.... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: Excuse me. You're not posting that photo of me on my blog are you? Me: Why wouldn't I? Beaumont: It's not my best look. Me: What's wrong with it? Beaumont: I look like I've been on a bender. Me: I think it's cute. Anyway. You don't drink. Beaumont: You could drive me to drink.... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: So Louise... what do you have to say for yourself? Me: About what? Beau: Don't play innocent with me Louise. I know you know what I'm talkin' about. Me: I know I don't. Beau: Ha! Yes you do. Me: Okay Beau. Tell me what I know that I don't know I know but you... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: Really Louise? You give me a moose cookie when there's a perfectly good bowl of stew sitting right in front of me? Me: I brought it back just for you from Mt. Engadine Lodge Beau! Beau: So what? if you hadn't gone away you wouldn't have had to bring me something back. Me: Oh.... Continue Reading →
Beau and his significantly special gift from Iwona Beaumont: So... Louise... what gives? Me: What do you mean? Beau: I mean... what gives? Iwona sent me a gift. Rod sent me 50 ways to get even and you? What did you get me? Me: I came home?... Beau: And... Me: And... that's it. Beau: And... Continue Reading →
Looking from the inside/outside - oh where oh where can my hoomans be? Get this peeps. Louise goes off galivanting in the east... she seldom calls... and now... she's even reposting one of our conversations from when she went west two years ago to see 'The Little' who at the time was the only Little... Continue Reading →
Me: Beaumont. Would you please get that disgusting thing off the couch. Beau: It's not a 'thing'. It's my Bebé. Me: I don't care what it is. It's disgusting. Please take it away. Now. Beau: If you throw it, I will. Me: I am not touching that thing! Beau: Bebé. Me: Beau.... Beau: (oh so... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: I don't get it. Me: Get what Beau? Beau: Why I can't come in. Me: I'm going to the bathroom Beau. I would like to go alone. Beau: You don't let me go alone. Me: That's different. Beau: Different how? Me: Well... you go outside. There's no door. Beau: BNNNNNNEEEEEEHHHH! (that's the sound of... Continue Reading →
Me: Beaumont. Is there a reason you're sitting staring out the patio door? Beau: Is there a reason we're sitting inside on such a beautiful day? Me: It's not polite to answer a question with a question. Beau: It's not polite to ask questions you already know the answer to. Me: It's also bad grammar... Continue Reading →
