Skip to main content

Six Sentence Story: Smoke

Like to read a little, or write a little? Head over to Uncharted and join in the fun of Six Sentence Stories! This week's prompt: Smoke.

*****************************

The daughter often spoke freely of her latest teen heartthrob, so the mother was not surprised to be greeted that morning with the question.

"Do you know who is smokin' hot?"

The daughter, however, anticipated the  customary response of, "No, who?" and was startled by what she actually heard.

"Yes--your dad!"

"Eww, Mom, don't you ever say that again!"

"You asked the question."

************************

Although I often use real-life experiences as inspiration for my responses, in order to keep from further embarrassing any of my children, if you ask me about this incident, I will have to respond with, "I can neither confirm or deny this conversation occured." (Though I do find John attractive!)






Pin It

Comments

  1. So funny. Our daughter is at that stage right now. She wants us to kiss and hug - so she says - but if we do, we get the requisite "eeeewwwww!"

    ReplyDelete
  2. lol
    What a light and agile Six! Very tricky to keep the surprise ending under wraps.... nice!

    ReplyDelete
  3. Every kid thinks we "just got here."
    Good and realistic story. It's great fun to make the kids feel a little uncomfortable but let them know mom and dad are in love.

    ReplyDelete
  4. Whether that happened or not, it would be a great way to possibly end a repetitive question. Very funny. Good one.

    ReplyDelete
  5. Smile inducing :) Always funny to see kids reactions in situations like that, I mean grownups are never... hot lol

    ReplyDelete
  6. It fun to embarrass your kids and watch their cheeks go pink!

    Click to visit Keith's Ramblings

    ReplyDelete
  7. I think a teenager invented the expression Ewwwwww!. I enjoyed this six sentence story. Creative ways to change behavior are always welcome.

    ReplyDelete
  8. Wonderful! Children won't admit it, but they are happy their parents love each other.

    ReplyDelete
  9. Hahahaa! I firmly believe this happened. To you.

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Conversations are so much nicer when more than one person does the talking. :-) Please leave a comment and let me know your thoughts; I'd love to hear from you!

Popular posts from this blog

Ten Things of Thankful: Autumn Edition

It's autumn time, one of my favorite times of year.  I just couldn't leave this weekend as a one-post weekend.  

Ten Things of Thankful: Last Two Weeks

  Grand Prismatic Spring in Yellowstone National Park, as viewed from an overlook I apologize for not commenting on your blog posts this past week; John and I took a vacation to Yellowstone National Park, leaving behind our computers and, to a large extent, cell phone service. We escaped the outside world and just spent time in nature. Though we have friends near Yellowstone (who we love to visit) we made this trip just about us, so please forgive us if we were nearby and didn't stop by. The crowds were minimal (though we did mask up whenever we passed someone on the trails) and we spent our days hiking, taking photos, and watching geysers erupt. Today, we are back home and back to work, and, in the case of my computer, back to old shenanigans like not letting me import my photos. (I was able to add the above photo by using blogger on my phone, but that isn't my preferred method.) I want to write about Yellowstone and have photos I want to share, but will leave that for another

Monday Mentions: Equate Crutches

Have you ever needed crutches? I hadn't, until a week ago.  I'm pretty sure I strained a muscle while running a half-marathon.  (That sounds kind of cool, doesn't it? I'm not actually that cool; the last time I strained a muscle it was from carrying too many shopping bags at once.) In any case, I found myself in need of some crutches. I sent my husband to the store to get some. Photo: A pair of crutches leans against a wall  Not that crutches are all that complex, but because I hadn't used any before, I wondered if I could figure out how to adjust them to fit me properly. I shouldn't have worried. John came home from Walmart with their generic store brand of crutches, complete with instructions. First, I needed to take out a long bolt that went through the hand grip. Then I needed to find my height range, push down two metal pieces, and slide the crutches until the little metal pieces came up in the hole near my height range. (Having two people for this