Demon king

While Theodore had his tennis lesson today, I hit tennis balls with Radcliffe. I asked him if he was ready and he said: ‘Ready like a demon king.’

Oooookay. Then, he introduced himself as ‘The King’ to Theodore’s tennis instructor.

When we got home, I was on the phone with my best friend and Radcliffe walked up. This is the conversation that followed:

Radcliffe: ‘Mom, do you have to come to the awards ceremony tomorrow?’

Me: ‘Yep. I’ll be there with bells and whistles on.’

Radcliffe: ‘NO! No bells and whistles!’

I laughed (so did my bestie). I said: ‘No, just me how I normally am.’

Radcliffe (in a loud whisper): ‘Naked?’

I told him to leave and stop embarrassing me.


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