My nephew has been taught to say "That's a joke, son," after he tells a knock-knock joke. Often he screws up the punchline, but the "That's a joke, son" bit redeems it.
So my brother's turning him into Foghorn Leghorn, basically.
I approve.
'Serenity'
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My nephew has been taught to say "That's a joke, son," after he tells a knock-knock joke. Often he screws up the punchline, but the "That's a joke, son" bit redeems it.
So my brother's turning him into Foghorn Leghorn, basically.
I approve.
Oh, I totally forgot to mention it - Max (my oldest son, who will turn nine in a few months) has been described as "mathematically gifted" by his teacher. Both his momies are amazed at his ability to calculate store discount percentages in his head.
Aww - he takes after his dad....
I (ok, we) fed Kat and lori Christmas dinner. AWESOME CHRISTMAS.
Leftover luminarias (all of them, these are hardy candles) were lit by me, dad and lori and it is very pretty outside my parents' house right now.
And now I'm very sleepy and people are crashing left and right. My dad and I will probably be the last to fall.
Aw. Next year you should put him to work helping shoppers. He could take home a percentage of what he saves his clients!
Not that I'm in favor of child labor. But, um, it'd be great ...math practice... yeah, that's it!
Max is NINE?!?!?!?!
I remember when he was private time behind a Cracker Barrel.
Well, maybe I remember when he was two and his brother was private time...
Dude. When did all that happen?
I think I gained 48657137 pounds. Send help.
Sorry, all I have is a lot of ham. And cranberry relish because I forgot (after all that drama to find cranberries) to get it out of the fridge. Which I remembered just now.
Sheesh.
Am I the only one who didn't know Tommyrot had sons?
I don't want to go to work tomorrow.
Merry Holidays, Buffistas!
Traveling with a toddler means that what used to be a one-day trip to Alabama now takes three. We spent last night a my brother-in-law's new place, which is in an utterly ordinary-looking suburban neighborhood that happens to be 20 minutes down a windy, narrow road, past a bunch of goat farms that obviously used to be the end of the road, off an exit 20 minutes north of Birmingham. It's suburbia meets the middle of nowhere. Tonight and tomorrow, we're in Tuscaloosa, then we head to my parents' place, also in the middle of nowhere about an hour west of Dothan and 45 minutes north of Panama City Beach.
I think my Christmas wish for next year is that all our relatives move into the same house about 3 hours away from Austin, but never visit.
Lee - I read that with surprise too. Tommyrot - fill us in.
His sister and her partner have two children that he fathered, is the story I recall....