Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Photo of the Month....Mom, I Think I Forgot Something
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
BEST SUMMER PHOTO OF THE SEASON!
Thursday, July 12, 2007
Potty Humor
"Mommy, why is my tushy called a tushy?" asks my inquisitive five-year old.
"It's called a tushy because that's what it is." I reply, hoping that'll end the conversation.
"But mommy, my tushy isn't a she."
"You are absolutely right."
"I know. My tushy is actually a tush he!"
Thursday, June 14, 2007
A Conversation with My Eight Year Old
"Mommy, have you quit your job yet?"
"I'm trying to quit, but my boss won't let me."
"Well why don't you just stop going into the office?"
"I can't do that!"
"Why not? If you don't come in, maybe your boss will fire you!"
...And that's why my eight year old is a genius.
Wednesday, June 06, 2007
A Story by Dylan...Leo, Max & Nigel Go to the Park
Once upon a time, Leo, Max and Nigel went to the park to play. When they were walking on the path, they found another lion named Murray. Murray had a boom box with him and he turned it on really loud and they started dancing and singing to the music. And they started rock 'n rolling. Then they all went back to Max's house and they watched TV. Murray went to to the bathroom. And then he washed his hands. Meanwhile, Max and Leo played tic tac toe. And Nigel played on the computer. Then, they all went outside to play baseball because they loved to play sports. But then it got late and Leo, Nigel and Murray went home with their daddies while Max's mommy told him he had to come back inside and get ready for bed. After he brushed his teeth, Max saw his favorite movie - The Lion King and then he got really tired because he had a really busy day so his daddy carried him up to bed, gave him a kiss and he fell fast asleep. The End.
Monday, April 30, 2007
The Boss
I'm contemplating finally taking a chance and starting my own company so I decide to test out my new plan on my 8 year old daughter.
"Hey, Becca. What would you think if I were home more because I started my own company?"
Becca looks at me with tears in her eyes. "But then I'd never get to go to your office and see your friends. I only get to once a year and now I would have anyplace to go."
"But Becca. I'd be President of my own company! Wouldn't that be cool?"
Rebecca looks me straight in the eye and replies, "but no one would be working for you."
Sometimes reality checks from an 8 year old can be harsh. Looks like I'll be heading to the office tomorrow...again.
Saturday, April 21, 2007
George Washington's Teeth
"Mommy, did George Washington have wooden teeth?"
"Yes, Dylan. He had wooden teeth."
"How did that happen? Was he born with them?"
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