buttercup of death

My kids were squabbling in the back of the car.  Normal, right?  Well, normal on the surface until Aryn looks at his sister, and shouts with all of his breath, “You buttercup of death!”

Remember, this is the child who used pragmalinguistics in asking for ice cream for breakfast:   Remember we ate ice cream sometimes in the morning?

About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
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17 Responses to buttercup of death

  1. There must be some logic to this linguistic creativity!

  2. Jeremy Nathan Marks says:

    Wow. You better get your son a pad and pen, right?

  3. I do have to say this insult suits his sister to a T–she is beautiful, sunny, sweet and deadly when crossed 🙂

  4. nelle says:

    Heh…buttercup of death is a usable title. I suggest it as a future band name, but it works as a title as well. Genius!

  5. Ian Moone says:

    Hm love it as a title,a buttercup of death that rode out to a quickening storm of deadly daisy’s and the dandelions of the devil 🙂

  6. willowdot21 says:

    Hi great post, I like it because I have been there ect! But I do not understand the second paragraph………… sorry. 😉

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