Friday, March 19, 2010

Issa tussamer

I never have time to hang up the phone before Reagan shouts (often from across the room) "who waaass dat?" Inevitably, it's a customer. Probably they've heard the enthusiastically curious shouting (so much for professonalism in the workplace).

Today from the backseat, we overheard this conversation: "Hi? Yep. Um. We went Toss-o (Costco) an Target an a farm an see Tria (our friend Petria). No. Yep. Iss Kitty. Yes. Ok. Bye." Intrigued, I asked his own perennial question: "Who was that?"

His reply is epic: "Um. Issa. Um. Iss. Um. Issa... issa tussamer!"

Ah, I see. A customer. Brilliant.

1 comment:

  1. That is so adorable.

    Isn't it cute (and sometimes eye-opening) when we hear our words from their mouths.

    Bless. xx