So the other day I am sitting on the couch with my son minding my own business, when my daughter comes up and says, “Hey mom do you want to see something cool?”
“No.” This is the standard answer, it is always the answer, and always shall be the answer because in fourteen years of life, anything my daughter has shown me after that question has always freaked me out.
She grins, and I wonder for a moment if Satan is her father, then she drops into the splits. Well almost the splits. Her hands smacked the floor and I feared she would break her wrist as she stopped herself from tearing muscles in her legs, you see she can’t yet do the full splits.
I scream and cover my eyes. I don’t want to see my child break anything.
Boy child laughs and says. “It’s injurtainment!”
And that is how we made a new word.
You just never know with teens. LOL I’d react the same way. Injurtainment is the perfect word.
Thanks, I really like it
Love Injurtainment. The word, that is!
Isn’t it a great word!