Wednesday, June 16, 2010

file it away under "I couldn't make this stuff up."

Asher: "Daddy, I smell like you."
Brian (with a pause): "Oh yeah? How so?"
Asher: "My feet smell like your feet."

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The other day Silas was in his bed, emphatically Not Napping. I couldn't help but laugh when I heard him announce in his best Ming-Ming voice, "This. Is. Serious."

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Yesterday evening I found myself thinking, "When they told me, 'It's a boy!', it's not that I imagined my kid would never make a mess. It's just that I never imagined how OFTEN I would find the remains of blueberries on the side of the wall.'"

2 comments:

okierivermama said...

LOL @ the blueberries. There are so many things like this that happen lilke this with lil boys. Tanner had a thing for stick butter.He would grab it from the fridge anytime he thought he could get away with it and play with it. I guess he liked the texture. When he was about three, Chris had been watching him when I took a bath. After coming out I asked where the kids were and if he had done something to them since there was for our house a massive silence. Chris said oh they just fell asleep, but I spotted the open fridge and told him to check the boys closer. About 35 seconds later, he hollers that I better come there and I might as well grab a camera.
When I got in there, tanner was covered head to toe in butter and had one stick of butter in each fist and one sticking out of the top of his diaper....LOLOL

Kendra said...

HA!