Recent conversation with Bryan:
Bryan: (in tears after eating) I ate my mouf.
In the middle of the night.
Bryan: David and Jacob's room is dark.
Me: Turn on the light in the bathroom and open the door.
Bryan: (in tears) The light isn't shining on the dark parts.
Bryan: Can I have one of your olives?
Me: No, you already had dinner.
Bryan: Can I have one of your olives?
Me: No, I want to eat my dinner in peace.
Bryan: Can I have one of your olives?
Me: If you ask me if you can have one of my olives again, I'm going to send you upstairs to bed.
Bryan: Can I have one of those fings on your pwate that I wike?
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Popular Posts
-
The Lonely Dragon Theresa Heine A dragon is sad Because everyone thinks A dragon is fierce and brave, And roars out flames, And eats everyb... -
One of my favorite probability demonstrations is a "magic trick". Ask a group to flip a coin 100 times and record the results in ...
-
A few years ago I did a 100 mile bike ride with my family. Mine was an ill-conceived plan. I was in shape to do about 50 miles, and 100 -... -
When my youngest brother was around four or five, my father was very disappointed to learn that my other brother and I had informed Aaron, w...
-
Guys, we got some really great cancer news this week. To appreciate it, you need to understand where we've been over the last three yea... -
If you want to spend some time meditating on what in your life is extraneous, this is a good book. It follows a man and his son struggling ... -
Guys, there are scenes from cancer that would break your heart: Chris sitting at the window watching the other men play basketball with ... -
Lottery tickets for Chris (I know, classy)... A Valentine's greeting from the boys And hanging out with my favorite guy...
-
Guys, we made it through chemo. A few weeks ago, at dinner, Chris unveiled a PICC line-free arm, and in what Chris proclaimed the most gra... -
My mother had a great deal of trouble with me, but I think she enjoyed it. - Mark Twain Posted with Blogsy
This reminds me of a popular joke in our house these days. A duck walks into a bar, says to the bartender, "Saaaay, you got any pickled herring?"
ReplyDelete"Nope," the bartender says, "We don't carry pickled herring here." Duck walks out.
Next day, the duck is back: "Saaaay, you got any pickled herring?" Bartender says, "Look, Buddy, I told you yesterday, we don't have pickled herring here."
The duck comes back every day for a week. Finally, the bartender has had enough, and when the duck asks for pickled herring, he says, "Look fella, we don't have any pickled herring here, and we're never going to. What's more, if you ask me about it again, I'm going to nail both of those little webbed feet to the floor."
Next day, the duck is back. "Saaaay, you got any nails?"
"No," says the bartender.
"You got any pickled herring?"
Ha, ha, ha... sounds like it came straight out of Bryan's mouth.
ReplyDelete