Eric and I agreed that we don't read to the baby as much as we read to the little guy when he was a baby, so we're making an effort to rectify that by reading to them together! We've also added some bedtime books to the baby's nightly routine. So far so good!
Last week, Eric and I were telling the little guy about this one time that he smelled terrible (it's a long and sort of pointless story). Eric said "It was foul, and I don't mean birds!" I laughed, so the little guy tried to get in on the joke. He said "It was foul, and I don't mean newspapers!" I laughed harder. He kept substituting random words in for birds (since he TOTALLY didn't understand the foul-fowl pun). I was weeping with laughter... I still don't know why I think it's so funny, but I do.
- It was foul, and I don't mean roof!
- It was foul, and I don't mean tomatoes!
- It was foul, and I don't mean cars!
- It was foul, and I don't mean sunshine!
- It was foul, and I don't mean books!
We've been keeping this going now for about a week. I hope he keeps it going forever. He cracks me up.
That will be one of those things where, when he's 15, he'll say, "It was foul, and I don't mean tomatoes," and his friends will look at him funny and he'll want to throttle his parents. Hope we get to hear him say it before then.
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Gramps
You all crack me up. I love reading your funny stories. Love and miss you.
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Nana