So, I have really started enjoying the humor of my children lately. And they say the cutest things--even when they are being ugly. Here are some of the conversations just from the last few days:
Daddy: Big Guy, your a sucker. (I really don't remember what they were talking about.)
Bro Man: Well, your a f*cker.
Daddy: What did you just call me?
Bro Man: a f*ucker.
Daddy: Don't say that. That is an ugly word.
Bro Man: Oh, I didn't know.
Daddy: (coming outside with me and Emily) Big Guy just called me a f*cker. (said in a whisper).
Me: What? Why? That's it. I will not tolerate that kind of language.
Daddy: No, he didn't know. That's pretty good. Making it to 8 and not knowing f*cker is a bad word.
Emily: Why did Brother call Daddy a f*ucker?
Me: Okay, you don't say it either because it is very ugly.
Em: Okay.
Last night at the movies:
Looking at the big cardboard cutout of Kung Fu Panda:
Baby K: Is that Uncle 'Wayne?
Me: Boo Ha Ha Ha Ha
Last night leaving the movies:
Bro Man: I'm never going to see my friends again.
Daddy: Yeah, man. These boys will be your friends for life.
Bro Man: No, I'll never see them again. None of them will ever come over to play or anything.
Baby K: Brother, shut your little mouth.
Mama: Bodee, don't talk like that to your brother.
K: (finger pointed to the sky) Mama, I'm the boss.
Bro Man: Don't you talk to me like that. You shut your mouth!
Mama: Okay, that's enough talking ugly to each other.
K: Brother, I'm the boss.
Today while potty training:
K: Bye-Bye teetee. Bye-bye guck. Mama, they're gone to heaven.
Em: Mama, when you flush guck and teetee they go straight to the beach.
Mama: Oh, so is that where all that water came from?
Em: Yep.
Sunday at the Cemetary:
Em: Mama, is this where Paw is?
Daddy: Paw is not here anymore. He's in heaven.
K: Where is Paw?
Em (pointing upward): He's up there.
K: No, those are clouds.
Em: Well, they look like angels to me.
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Okay, this is good stuff.
But to be honest, I think it speaks volumes of the kind of foul language you and your husband use around your house. Hmmmmm....
By the way - you mentioned Ronnie Freeman. My husband, also referred to as The Attorney General - is his manager. He and Ronnie have been best friends for about 10 years now. Did you scroll down to see pics of the vacation we just went on with them?
I was glad to hear from you. I hope you keep coming back. I need a new friend. :)
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