Joy came home from school upset on Friday. We have a rule in place that if she gets a certain report from her teacher, she has to write lines, and each time it happens she adds five more to the total. Well, she got off the bus, came in the front door and said, "I have to write 20 lines! I don't like this rule, I think it is wretched and cruel!'' Wretched and cruel? Really? That seems pretty dramatic for having to write lines.
Saturday was a gorgeous day, so we decided to go the beach. Paul loves to throw rocks in the water, so he spent all his time right on the edge heartily enjoying himself. Surprisingly, Brigham isn't big on getting wet or sandy, so most of his time was spent up on the driftwood. Brigham is also an incredibly friendly little bugger, and always finds someone new to chat with. Well, while I was watching Paul, Brigham slipped off and walked about 10 feet away where a mother and daughter were sitting reading. When I turned around and saw him, I ran over to get him. He was talking earnestly to the mom, when I heard him say, with a contented sigh, "Now I have a family." What are we, chopped liver?
2 comments:
those are funny! :)
Hilarious! He says the funniest stuff!
Post a Comment