Guys and Dolls: Wiped Out

Charlie zonked at lunch time. I feel like this most nights by the end of dinner. Somehow I don't think I would be quite as cute if I fell asleep in the middle of my meal.

Theron thinks...

--"I am so grossed out of this meat."
--"Dad, you can tie my feet together 'cause I'm tired of walking."
--"I need help. My shirt is inside outside."
--"Mmm, it tastes like lemonade french fries."
--"Some day, mommy, my tummy's going to be really fat."
--"Mom, my breath hurts."
--"Larry, did you know these are made in China. The Indians made them in China."
--“It’s a good thing our necks are so circle-y so we can swallow a bunch of noodles or...anything!”
--“Mom, if you look really closely up and stretch your neck you can look like a giraffe.”
--"It was much more fun when me and grandpa were together."
--"Mom, I wish you had the money job."
--"Isaac, I have an idea...when we start to fight, let's stop."
--“Daddy, coaches don’t like to be tickled.”
--“If I do sin, I think I’ll get destroyed.”
--“If I was Humpty Dumpty I would not fall off the wall.”
--“The password is bird poop forever.”
--“Hey, wait a second...you can’t hog all of it!”
--“Urg! This isn’t going very well!”

You Don't Know Ike

--"If today is Independence day then why didn't you let me choose my own clothes?"
--"He was supervising me. Supervise means boss."
--“Don’t say dumb. Dumb is a stupid bad word.”
--"My brain told me. I guess they are good for somethin' besides just sittin' up there."
--“That’s because sometimes I am as smart as a scientist.”
--“Theron, I want to tell you something. President Hinckley said, ‘Don’t ever forget to pray’.”
--“Mom, wanna smell my arm pit? Does it smell boyish?”
--“I have a really good heart for things that you do for me.”
--“Mommy, girls aren’t boys. That’s the first thing about boys.”
--“Mommy, sometimes when I wear two underwears it keeps my pelvis warm.”
--“It’s annoying coughing a lot!”
--“The girls spend all the money.”

Guys and Dolls

Thursday, April 3, 2008

Wiped Out

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