The family made me stop asking house guests if they would like to take the dog(s) home, for keeps. I feel there is a first amendment issue here…
This was in the old blog that got eaten and is from 2012.
“Look at the tiny mustard seed, which grows into the mighty oak!”
Back in 2011 I wrote this, and it being earth shattering in importance, I’m doing it again. You’re welcome.
I keep forgetting the cute things the children say, so for posterity here they are:
“Lets play hide and seek. You hide there…”
“What should we name your new little brother?”
“Little Horsey or Barney.”
“What bowl do you want?”
“The black one. Food tastes better in a black bowl.”
The burbible or comberbible (for the convertible)
“Say goodnight to the boys”, “Night the boys”
Tookie Monner (Cookie Monster)
New for 2020, cute things I (the Dad) say:
“Do you know what time it is? It’s dark o’clock. Time for bed!”
After the kids play D&D: “Did you win?”
After the kids play Minecraft: “Did you win?”
“Dad, I’m hungry.” “Hi Hungry, I’m your father.”
Son in virtual class. Dad says “Put your mask on, you’re in class!”
A wordpress update ate up my Shakespeare level prose, depriving the world of my wit and amazing intellect. AGAIN.
I’m so sorry for your loss, but I’ll do what I can to make it up to you. You, yes you, especially you. I do it all for you.