One word tag
1. Where is your cell phone? Room
2. Where is your significant other? Bed
3. Your hair color? Blondie
4. Your mother? Sweet
5.Your father? Funny
6. Your favorite thing? Family
7. Your dream last night? Forgotten
8. Your dream/goal? Skinny
9. The room you’re in? Dark
10. Your hobby? House
11. Your fear? Family
12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? Millenium
13. Where were you last night? Caldwell's
14. What you’re not? Sexy
15. One of your wish-list items? Money
16. Where you grew up? O-town
17. The last thing you did? Eat
18. What are you wearing? Mismatched
19. Your TV? Big
20. Your pet? Drew
21. Your computer? Slow
22. Your mood? Thoughtful
23. Missing someone? Mom
24. Your car? Dirty
25. Something you’re not wearing? Underwear.....he he
26. Favorite store? Target
27. Your summer? Fun
28. Love someone? Definitely
29. Your favorite color? Turquoise
30. When is the last time you laughed? Today
31. Last time you cried? Yesterday
I tag whoever reads this.
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Sunday, July 13-
Oh the life of two year olds.....
*We were sitting in sacrament meeting today and I had Drew on my lap. He moved around and lifted up his butt and tooted. Then he YELLS OUT LOUD, "Mom, I farted on you!" Needless to say, he is learning a choice vocabulary at our house and everyone in our ward now knows about it.
*Today Drew asked if he could have a juice box. I said no. He asked again, I said no, and so on. (He already had too many). Then he asked again and I told him they were all gone.
Five minutes later he says, 'Mom, can I have a juice BAG?" If you didn't guess, he wanted a capri-sun. I just thought the term "juice bag" was hilarious. I proceeded to tell him he already had one- his diaper was a juice bag.
*All of a sudden this afternoon, I hear Drew out on our front porch screaming bloody murder and ringing the doorbell. I run up there frantic and let him in. I ask him what is wrong and he is looking out on the porch like he is scared and ready to bolt into the kitchen at any given moment. I keep asking what he is crying about and he finally says to me, "There's some dangerous monsters out there". I'm glad he warned me. I was worried. Where does he come up with this stuff?
* The other day we went to Arby's. In the kids meal was a little telescope that you look into but it shows you what is next to you, not what's in front of you. Dallin looks in it and says to me, "Mom, I could take this out on a date with me and check out some hot chicks and my date would think I was looking at her!" What? HOT CHICKS? DATE? He's 6! And what a little weasel wanting to check out other "chicks" anyway!
Oh the life of two year olds.....
*We were sitting in sacrament meeting today and I had Drew on my lap. He moved around and lifted up his butt and tooted. Then he YELLS OUT LOUD, "Mom, I farted on you!" Needless to say, he is learning a choice vocabulary at our house and everyone in our ward now knows about it.
*Today Drew asked if he could have a juice box. I said no. He asked again, I said no, and so on. (He already had too many). Then he asked again and I told him they were all gone.
Five minutes later he says, 'Mom, can I have a juice BAG?" If you didn't guess, he wanted a capri-sun. I just thought the term "juice bag" was hilarious. I proceeded to tell him he already had one- his diaper was a juice bag.
*All of a sudden this afternoon, I hear Drew out on our front porch screaming bloody murder and ringing the doorbell. I run up there frantic and let him in. I ask him what is wrong and he is looking out on the porch like he is scared and ready to bolt into the kitchen at any given moment. I keep asking what he is crying about and he finally says to me, "There's some dangerous monsters out there". I'm glad he warned me. I was worried. Where does he come up with this stuff?
* The other day we went to Arby's. In the kids meal was a little telescope that you look into but it shows you what is next to you, not what's in front of you. Dallin looks in it and says to me, "Mom, I could take this out on a date with me and check out some hot chicks and my date would think I was looking at her!" What? HOT CHICKS? DATE? He's 6! And what a little weasel wanting to check out other "chicks" anyway!
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1 comment:
you're right it's not closed minded when you at least try to see what others are believing and thinking and educate yourself and then choose.
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