My youngest son Kevin, who is eight years old, was tinkering with our typewriter yesterday. (Kids, ask your parents what a typewriter is, or simply Google it.) After a while, he pulled out the paper and showed it to Mrs. Earp. The letter was a formal dinner request, typed out and addressed to Mrs. Earp and I.
The request is about as hilarious as you would imagine. (Click the photo to embiggen.)
Apparently a dinner request is more serious when addressing your parents by their first names.
The O.K. Corral 
Definitely my smile & chuckle du jour. Thanks for sharing.
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So, what did you have for dinner?? I’m with Kevin; I like me some sloppy joes from time to time, Shawn and Leanne.
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I sure like getting up in the morning and having something put a smile on my face and make me laugh. I hope you had sloppy joes for dinner.
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So, your kids are serious when they call you by your first name? I never listened to mine unless they prefaced it with “Your majesty”.
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TXNick – Kevin thinks differently than my other kids. I’m thinking it’s because his DNA took all my sarcasm genes.
Metoo – We didn’t have the sauce for the sloppy joes, so we has sausage sammiches, instead. Kevin approved.
RG – We promised Kevin we would have them soon.
Mike – Nice. How about “Your excellency?”
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Thankyou Kevin for making me laugh 🙂
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Comedy gold right there. Kids are awesome.
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Can’t wait for Kevin to start guest writing on your blog. Hmmm, maybe you could have a “name the sidekick contest”.
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