You see, Mommy goes to Bible Stowy (Bible Study) on Thursday nights. Many a nights she rides with Mrs. Kelli. So she waits by the window until she arrives. So I decided Gant and I would reinact this. So, with stroller in tow, Gant and I are ready to go. I tell Mommy I going to Bible Stowy. I go to the window just like she does and realize it's "not yet" time to go. Then I back Gant into the console table to which I say "oh sowwy. . .didn't mean to." I like to pretend a lot more these days and Gant is a great companion to have along for the ride. He seemed to enjoy cruisin' along.
Friday, October 31, 2008
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Here we are again, making that crazy noise. Please note, I was trying to have an intellectual conversation here while Mommy and Hannah sounded like something off of the Dumb and Dumber movie (I've only heard about it). To avoid being sprayed with spit yet again by Hannah, I decided to stop the madness and to simply repeat that pooting sound. That's what they want isn't it? And hey, just because I'm a boy doesn't mean I like pooting noises. But Mommy said with my Daddy having the humor he has and she not being too different herself, well, I'm bound to fall into their humor. But for now, I'll maintain my ground. Listen carefully at the end. I made it as discreetly as possible. I can't have this stuff showing up on down the road. What if I'll be the President one day? I can't have something like this on my record!
I don't think I live with normal people. Trust me, you'll see what I mean after you watch this. I can't even do the ridiculous thing they ask me to because I'm in shock as to what they are doing themselves. Wow. Is this really what I've been born into?
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Monday, October 27, 2008
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Friday, October 24, 2008
Mommy, I go to Bible story. (Mommy I go to Bible study).
No, Mommy, don't talk like dat.
Mommy, you be careful.
I read Jeshus. I be quiet. (I read Jesus. I be quiet)
Mommy, Daddy, what you like drink? (Mommy or Daddy what would you like to drink?)
I started saying this to help Mommy when she's getting supper ready. She tells me to go ask
Daddy what he would like to drink. Now, I ask all the time! Perhaps I'll be a waitress one day
although Mommy says I'm a little aggressive the way I say it and that I'll need to tone it
down if I ever want to get any tips.
I/ Mommy/ Gandma fall downstairs but I/Mommy/Gandma okay.
That's right, we've all fallen down the stairs...Mommy today while holding Gant...but she
okay and so is Gant. I talk about falling down all the time and I remind Mommy and anyone
else going up or down the stairs to "be careful."
Hannah: I go see Ashey.
Mommy replies: Not today.
Hannah: yah, hafta wait.
That's all I can think of now. But I sure get Mommy and Daddy laughing these days with the things I say. She tells me I have to document them so she won't forget one day.