Ava, looking at Grambie's skin:
"That looks like pepperoni!"
(We're guessing that she's talking about her freckles. I testify that Grambie's skin does NOT look like pepperoni.)
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Corene, showing me her new Kung-Fu Panda lots of junk fun toy from McDonald's:
"Look, Mom! It's from Dung-shoe Panda!"
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Matt:
"You'll have to talk to Jenny about that. She's the brains of the family."
I promise I heard that come out of my husband's mouth. And I will never forget it.
And he will never forget it.
Showing posts with label Overheard. Show all posts
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Monday, June 23, 2008
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Say What?
On a walk today:
Ava: (looking at fresh grass on the sidewalk) Oh look, those people blowed.
Me: You mean, mowed?
Ava: What?
Me: You mean that the people mowed their lawn.
Ava: Yeah. They blowed their lawn off, just like daddy does with our lawn blower.
Ava: (looking at fresh grass on the sidewalk) Oh look, those people blowed.
Me: You mean, mowed?
Ava: What?
Me: You mean that the people mowed their lawn.
Ava: Yeah. They blowed their lawn off, just like daddy does with our lawn blower.
Sunday, May 4, 2008
Overheard
Overheard on the phone to daddy:
"You know that my favorite hotel is the one with the number 8 on the sign? That's my favorite fancy hotel. Is that the hotel that you're staying at right now, Daddy? Oh. (sounding sad). It's not? Oh."
Poor Daddy.
"You know that my favorite hotel is the one with the number 8 on the sign? That's my favorite fancy hotel. Is that the hotel that you're staying at right now, Daddy? Oh. (sounding sad). It's not? Oh."
Poor Daddy.
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