“May I be excused from the table?” my daughter asked.
“Sure,” I said. She ran away from the table, coming back two minutes later.
“May I be excused from the table?” my daughter asked.
“Déjà vu,” I said.
“What is déjà vu?”
“It means that I just experienced the exact same thing again. I lived through the same scene.”
“That happens to me,” said my son. “I dream something, and then it happens. Déjà vu.”
“Really? When?”
He couldn’t think of a specific instance.
Suddenly my husband piped up with a smile, “I dream that my kids will be loud and annoying, and they are loud and annoying the next day. Déjà vu.”
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Hmm I guess I pretty much live in deja vu! 🙂
Yes, me too!
My kids fulfill that loud part every day too.
My kids can really be loud! But I was loud growing up, too!
LOL! Whenever my kids ask me what I want for an upcoming holiday, I always say, “Pleasant, obedient children.” I still have the same kids, though. 😉
Haha! I say, “For my birthday I would love for you to be quiet.”