Back at it again. Time for the top ten and I'm ready to share. I'll give you numbers 6-10 right now. Why, you ask? I'm a slow writer, I answer. Well, that and I'm slightly embarrassed at how stinking wordy I am with the top tens. This isn't the first time I've said this, and it definitely won't be the last, but I can't seem to edit myself while writing. Seriously, ANY volunteers to be my editor? Didn't think so. Sit back and enjoy the ride.
10-Lucy's unintentional LeVar Burton imitation. "Kye, that’s a really good book. So you just keep reading it and let your imagination SOAR!"
9-I: When I gwow up I want to be a wocketman . . . NO! When I gwow up I want to be a tiguh or a bear.
D: You can’t be a tiger. You’re a boy.
I: (Sigh) Daddy, there are boy tiguhs.
8-Adam’s future career based on current interests: human tornado or garbage man. I’ve already documented his ability to search and destroy the house. He now throws everything he finds of interest in the garbage. I wasn’t quite prepared for this step and haven’t been looking in the trash before I take it out. So far we’re down all of the pieces to his Leap Frog Farm Magnetic Set, the remote to my IPOD dock, and I’m pretty sure a Barney board book from the library that I can't find anywhere.
7--Second Grade Soap Opera, Day 1
L: Mom, today Conner asked, “Do you wanna be my girlfriend, toots?”
M: What did you say?
L: I said, “Ummmm, no thanks."
M: Good answer. Good answer.
6-My failure as marketer extraordinaire for the kiddos. Lucy invented a snow scooter for a class project and I had the brilliant idea of calling it a Snooter. It just “sings,” you know? Lucy hated the name and was so embarrassed every time I said it. Whatever. You win some, you lose some. Kye made some punch for Thanksgiving dinner and I introduced it as “Kye’s Punch-in-the-gut.” Not appetizing, I know, but still had a great ring. NOPE! Kye was mortified by the name and refused to use it. I guess you lose some, and then you lose some more.
13 years ago

2 comments:
I like snooter...and Kye's punch in the gut. Someday your kids will appreciate how clever you are! For now, keep 'em coming. I still won't let up on renaming ourselves the Robertites, despite the averse gasps and facial contortions coming from Hayden's face.
Well I don't think thats a bad name now!!!!
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