Beaumont: I don't get it Louise. Me: Get what Beau? Beau: Well... Morning has broken / I'm awoken / and you're sitting at your desk / putting my patience to the test. Me: Are you trying to be funny? Beau: Who me? I'm just trying to use words creatively to get your attention. Me: I... 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 →
Sundays with Beaumont 