of hearing about basketball?
Okay, well then I will simply give you an update on the fam while incorporating b-ball pictures and not necessarily b-ball info. Sad.
The Baby is our ornery little love bug whom we just love to death. He is conquering walking and loves to hum the primary Hello song. Super cute.
Little C is Mr. Smooth/Manipulator :)
Last week I asked him if he had any dinner menu ideas for that evening. He replied, "Spaghetti O's".
"We just had Spaghetti O's last night."
"I know Mom, but you make the best Spaghetti O's in the house."
Right.
(To those of you related to The Beloved, does this sentence sound familiar to you?)
A few days later, earlier in the a.m. hours, I was heading to the grocery store to pick up a few things. Little C innocently asked, "Can I go with you Mom?"
"Sure, but why?"
"Well, I was wondering if you'd get me some animal bracelets, but mostly just because I LOVE YOU SO MUCH."
Oh my goodness.
What will the teenage years bring?
This funny little human has been experimenting with exclamations lately.
Shouting out, "Oh my goodness!" "Oh my gosh!" and "Holy cow!"
Sometimes there's a little rearrangement of words, resulting in,
"OH, MY COW!"
You have to elongate the OH and then after a brief pause, shout MY COW, like a 14 year old girl.
I love it.
*I don't think I've ever used the word elongate before, not sure if I am using it in the right context, but it makes me feel like I am branching out there in vocabulary land, and I like it.*
Do you see that man?
Some people may refer to him as The Beloved. :)
He is the man who has been beating me at 99.8% of all the one on one games/horse games we've embarked on over the last five years.
Despicable.
The Beloved is so good at everything he does it frustrates my little competitive heart to pieces.
It's a torn emotion really. One moment I am so proud of him for being Mr. Fantastic and the next I am shouting, AHHH - why do you have to be Mr. Fantastic?!
Life is hard. :)
But, two weeks ago, guess who beat him in a game of MISSISSIPPI?
(Like HORSE but soooooo much longer. Which you probably could already decipher on your own since you know how to read. Good Great. )
I DID!
In my Sunday Best to say the least.
All I want to say is,
thank you all for recognizing me at this fine moment. :)
4 comments:
A bunch of us ladies (and some hubbies) were chatting the other day and I mentioned how I had no idea you were such a b-ball fan. Josh Reneau said maybe you are because you were proposed to at a Jazz game. I'm thinkin' thats WHY you were proposed to at a Jazz game.
You are by far the funniest person I have ever met. You need to write a book or something..so I can read it. You and that Beloved guy are not dissimilar.
You go girl. We sure do love 'em and we like to beat 'em at stuff nearly as much.
I beat Keven bowling once in my life - I'm still enjoying that little slice of heaven. We have to take it where we can get it. Keven is also good at just about everything he tries - except household handyman stuff. He needs to leave that to the professionals. Cute pictures and thanks for sharing your humor and your family.
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