Just now:
(calling to me, from the bathroom)
Wow! Do you see all that water that came out of my weenie?? Come over here!
A few months ago:
(talking to Gama, from the tub)
Wow, Daddy! My weenie got so big! Look! You should take a picture of it!
Yesterday:
(to me, while we were getting ready to go to a birthday party)
Chicken-hair: I really love you.
me: I love you too, Sweetie!
Chicken-hair: And I really love Junior, and Daddy, and Kidney Boy.
me: and we all love you!
Chicken-hair: (folds hands in prayer) -- Dear God, thank you for my family -- (and then to me) but we don't have to go to Church today, right?
me: Yes, it is Sunday. Of course we are going to Church. We'll go later after the party.
Chicken-hair: (hands unfolded, arms starting to flail, feet stomping) BUT I DON'T WANT TO GO TO CHURCH! I HATE GOING TO CHURCH!
1 comment:
I love the "I hate going to Church" routine. Mine loved it when they got there- just hated the getting there on time!
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