is cracking me up here lately. I need to get these down, since, um, the kid doesn't have a baby book yet. I know. I know. I've been a little busy the last 2 years. And the 2 years before that.
We were going home late last night, and I mean, we NEVER go anywhere at night. Well, everybody already knows that. Anyway, Jude said, "Man, it's dark just like it was at Halloween."
(Yes, it's been since last October at the Fall Ball since my kids have gone anywhere at night.)
So anyway, he says, "Mama, I can't see you! Zane, I can't see you. Man, I can't even see MYSELF!"
Whew.
Then, this morning, he was sitting on the floor, in his Clifford house shoes, the kinds with the Clifford stuffed animal head on them, playing with googly eyes. You know, the kind you make crafts out of. So he asks me for some glue, and I, trying to cut him off at the pass, said, "Um buddy, you are NOT going to glue those eyes on your Clifford house shoes."
He replied, "Mom, my house shoes already have eyes. I'm gluing my eyes on my paper."
I think he may have even rolled his eyes, but I can't be sure.
He said something else funny to, later in the day, but now I can't remember it. That's what happens when you get old. And crazy. And you don't blog fast enough.
We were going home late last night, and I mean, we NEVER go anywhere at night. Well, everybody already knows that. Anyway, Jude said, "Man, it's dark just like it was at Halloween."
(Yes, it's been since last October at the Fall Ball since my kids have gone anywhere at night.)
So anyway, he says, "Mama, I can't see you! Zane, I can't see you. Man, I can't even see MYSELF!"
Whew.
Then, this morning, he was sitting on the floor, in his Clifford house shoes, the kinds with the Clifford stuffed animal head on them, playing with googly eyes. You know, the kind you make crafts out of. So he asks me for some glue, and I, trying to cut him off at the pass, said, "Um buddy, you are NOT going to glue those eyes on your Clifford house shoes."
He replied, "Mom, my house shoes already have eyes. I'm gluing my eyes on my paper."
I think he may have even rolled his eyes, but I can't be sure.
He said something else funny to, later in the day, but now I can't remember it. That's what happens when you get old. And crazy. And you don't blog fast enough.
1 comment:
I am laughing so hard out loud at sweet Jude who hasn't been out in the dark since last October. I love it!!!
And the googly eyes!
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