Honestly, it's been busy. The garage door wouldn't close, then my car wouldn't start, then I decided that the lamps in the living room need to be plugged in which involved finding a guy to come create some outlets where there were none, then I needed new tires and of course I can't ever skip my exercise class, and and and. Anyway, that's why I am still not really back to blogging as I had intended. All my free time is sucked up. And today, I get to hold a little baby while his mommy gets a break from him. See? You can't blog while you are busy holding baby Owen (who shares Tommy's birthday).
So, I thought we could work together to delete my note that contains all the funny things the kids have said that I have not yet blogged about. The game is that you can guess which of my little darlings made the observation or asked the question.
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"I'm not a tiger, I'm a pronghorn!" (Lulu)
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"I'm just not feeling bright..." (Tommy, I think)
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"Is San Francisco where you found Daddy?" (Lulu)
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"I have 17 packs of abs." (Tommy)
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"All pictures have to have a sunshine!" (Lulu)
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"I just want something tasty with no vegetables." (Lulu)
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"May I tell you the story of the Hope Diamond?" (Tommy, obviously)
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"Three things I want: a trampoline, a pool and a treehouse." (Lulu)
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And, one that will show you just how long I've been meaning to type this post:
Me: "You've become a different boy."
T: "I know. That's because I have new priorities of being six. I'm not five anymore." (!!!)
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"CHEESY EGGS??!? That's not dinner!" (Lulu)
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"Does single mean you don't have any parents?" (Lulu)
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Pointing the remote at the television, "come on, big boy, come on!" (Lulu)
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"Mom, you're a little bit gating..." (tailgating) (Lulu)
So, I thought we could work together to delete my note that contains all the funny things the kids have said that I have not yet blogged about. The game is that you can guess which of my little darlings made the observation or asked the question.
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"I'm not a tiger, I'm a pronghorn!" (Lulu)
****
"I'm just not feeling bright..." (Tommy, I think)
****
"Is San Francisco where you found Daddy?" (Lulu)
****
"I have 17 packs of abs." (Tommy)
****
"All pictures have to have a sunshine!" (Lulu)
****
"I just want something tasty with no vegetables." (Lulu)
****
"May I tell you the story of the Hope Diamond?" (Tommy, obviously)
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"Three things I want: a trampoline, a pool and a treehouse." (Lulu)
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And, one that will show you just how long I've been meaning to type this post:
Me: "You've become a different boy."
T: "I know. That's because I have new priorities of being six. I'm not five anymore." (!!!)
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"CHEESY EGGS??!? That's not dinner!" (Lulu)
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"Does single mean you don't have any parents?" (Lulu)
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Pointing the remote at the television, "come on, big boy, come on!" (Lulu)
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"Mom, you're a little bit gating..." (tailgating) (Lulu)
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