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B: Dear God, please help us to sell the whole house so we can have a bigger house. And help us to have a pet and help us to have more rooms for more kids and help us to have bigger closets and help us to have a trampoline and video games and help us to have a swingset -
R: Ok, I'm going to take over for praying now.
*****
R: You're voting leg hump?
M: Yeah.
Believe it or not, this was my mom's vote about a big Myers family picture (click to enlarge):
Leg hump.
Non-leg hump.
That's my husband, y'all! And as of yesterday morning, this photo is obsolete: Jetty Willson Perrine was born to Lane and Bing. All 10lb 7oz of him. Yikes!
*****
B: Remember when we went to Billings to see Maddox? When he was just a baby and I was three? (he holds up three fingers)
A: Yes. How do YOU remember that?!
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B: This is taking SO. LONG.
A: That's because you are playing more than cleaning up.
B: WHY DO I DO THAT?!
A: I don't know.
B: WHAT was I thinking?!
A: (snickering) I don't know.
B: I was thinking that getting my LEGOs out was a DISASTER.
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A: You'd think the air would be blue in the labor and delivery room with me, but I don't get all mad and cussy. I revert to five years old.
R: Oh, I think that would be the end of me.
A: I pretty much just whimpered and said, "Owie," over and over.
R: Yeah, that would break me. I could handle yelling and cussing: I'm USED to that!
*****
B: Are you? I'm a rock star. / Are you? I'm a rock star. (to the tune of Party Like a Rock Star)
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B: It's just so strange that I'm in kindergarten.
A: Really? Why?
B: Well, I just changed and am bigger and I'm feeling weird about it.
A: You're growing. You don't have to feel weird about it. It's actually pretty normal. As normal as you may ever be, coming from THIS family anyway.
B: Yeah. It's just
... (cuts an awesome dance move)
I am
... (strikes another pose)
Well, I'm really awkward about being so big now.
(And that raises another percolating post: the first day of kindergarten. Sheesh, I'm behind!)
Non-leg hump.
That's my husband, y'all! And as of yesterday morning, this photo is obsolete: Jetty Willson Perrine was born to Lane and Bing. All 10lb 7oz of him. Yikes!
*****
B: Remember when we went to Billings to see Maddox? When he was just a baby and I was three? (he holds up three fingers)
A: Yes. How do YOU remember that?!
*****
B: This is taking SO. LONG.
A: That's because you are playing more than cleaning up.
B: WHY DO I DO THAT?!
A: I don't know.
B: WHAT was I thinking?!
A: (snickering) I don't know.
B: I was thinking that getting my LEGOs out was a DISASTER.
*****
A: You'd think the air would be blue in the labor and delivery room with me, but I don't get all mad and cussy. I revert to five years old.
R: Oh, I think that would be the end of me.
A: I pretty much just whimpered and said, "Owie," over and over.
R: Yeah, that would break me. I could handle yelling and cussing: I'm USED to that!
*****
B: Are you? I'm a rock star. / Are you? I'm a rock star. (to the tune of Party Like a Rock Star)
*****
B: It's just so strange that I'm in kindergarten.
A: Really? Why?
B: Well, I just changed and am bigger and I'm feeling weird about it.
A: You're growing. You don't have to feel weird about it. It's actually pretty normal. As normal as you may ever be, coming from THIS family anyway.
B: Yeah. It's just
... (cuts an awesome dance move)
I am
... (strikes another pose)
Well, I'm really awkward about being so big now.
(And that raises another percolating post: the first day of kindergarten. Sheesh, I'm behind!)
3 comments:
now if only we could post video clips of them saying these things. That would be awesome.
That kid is AWESOME! I want to see these dance moves and rock star beats in person....maybe this weekend!
I love it when you do these! They're so entertaining!
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