Stinky Hobo Children

It's shocking the insults one hears in this house. Where's the respect gone? Admittedly I did call BigMad a a fairy princess with pink frilly knickers on, but surely there was no need for him to shoot straight back with "yeh, and you're a munchkin girl. Hmph.

I overheard SM say that his dad was hairy and covered in goo. Both of which are accurate, but as is his want, slightly obscure. He's holding his own against his older sibling now too. "My brother is a girl-pants" caused a minor war between the boys, whilst we were busy trying to look stern.

I've decided that they need to use their imagination when they insult us, but this got me into trouble. "DAAAAAD! SHE called my brother a RANCID SNOT FEATURES!" and "I'm NOT a stinky hobo child!!" He is. Calling BM a "bag of rats" went down well though.

Prize for the most timely and best executed insult goes to SmallMad this week. When I commented on the way his dad was yelling in the garden when they were attacking hhim with fake swords (I'm training them up. The real ones arrive soon) he held his hands up to his face, let out a camp "ooooOOOOOOOOooo! Dad squeals like a girl, like this! oooooOOOOOOOoooooo".

High Five to that boy!