Best bedtime-avoidance excuse ever

by DaniGirl on August 29, 2006 · 8 comments

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Tristan just crept down the stairs, maybe 10 minutes after Beloved tucked him in and finished tonight’s chapters from Captain Underpants.

Tristan, sotto voce: “Mommy, where’s the fermoliter?”
Me, searching mental databanks for ‘fermoliter’: “Uhhhhhh…”

Tristan: “Because I have the hiccups.”
Me: *bursts into laughter*

Ohhhhhh, the fermoliter!!!! Now I get it.
Fermoliter = thermometer, which is needed to combat the dire symptom of hiccups. Right, makes perfect sense.

He’s since been downstairs once more with the eucalyptus chest cream. For the hiccups, you see.

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{ 8 comments… read them below or add one }

1 Miche August 29, 2006 at 2:36 am

Brilliant! Just think about how much money you can make if you patent that! EVERYBODY’s been looking for the cure for hiccoughs!

2 Miche August 29, 2006 at 2:36 am

Brilliant! Just think about how much money you can make if you patent that! EVERYBODY’s been looking for the cure for hiccoughs!

3 nancy August 29, 2006 at 3:12 am

and to think i just get the boring “it’s too dark to go to sleep” (even though hall light is on and door is wide open)

4 nancy August 29, 2006 at 3:12 am

and to think i just get the boring “it’s too dark to go to sleep” (even though hall light is on and door is wide open)

5 Sharon August 29, 2006 at 1:59 pm

I get…I’m not tired and I’m won’t go to sleep cause you all up.
That’s too cute Dani.

6 Sharon August 29, 2006 at 1:59 pm

I get…I’m not tired and I’m won’t go to sleep cause you all up.
That’s too cute Dani.

7 twinmomplusone August 29, 2006 at 7:24 pm

we get teh “I’ll go to bed if everyone else goes to bed too”
love your sons medical wisdom ;)

8 twinmomplusone August 29, 2006 at 7:24 pm

we get teh “I’ll go to bed if everyone else goes to bed too”
love your sons medical wisdom ;)

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