If you’d been around our house in recent weeks you would’ve heard the following statements (along with many, many others) that my have cracked you up, amazed you or left you wondering.
Honey, please put this and this, oh, and this in the recycle bin.
OKAY! … My Mom is a hippy!
Did you go upstairs and brush your teeth?
No because Courtney is in the freakin’ bathroom taken a shower and that takes forever!
Ick, Mom. What is that?
It’s just cold bacon fat.
Uhhh, it looks like alien poop!
Can we run through the sprinkler? Can we run through the sprinkler? Can we run through the sprinkler?
Wait? This is homemade ice cream? It seems more like a … um… milkshake or something.
Hmm, this “easy little craft idea” you had for me, Mom, has turned into quite a project.
Do you think people think I’m funny? i want to be funny?
Please play a game with me? Will ya? Please? Will you play a game?
Why didn’t people used to wear clothes in the olympics back then? Why did they whip people in the olympics if they messed up?
Are you ever gunna teach me anything, Mom?
Quick and easy rarely ever is!
Ick. What in the world? Where did you get this music? … Oh, wait. I hate to admit it, but I kinda like it.
Look, Mom. My stomach muscles already have a four-pack. I only need two more.