So I was playing Mario Bros on our state-of-the-art Super Nintendo and Luigi died, yet again. LG was sleeping on the couch beside me and LB was sitting on the floor avidly watching the antics of the tiny superhero.
Wrapped up in leaping over little critters and collecting coins, frustrated at having died yet AGAIN, I let out an expletive.
And from in front of me, LB chimed in, "Sit!"
Friday, March 21, 2008
Gosh darn it
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Oh no - I hate the reminders that they actually do hear what we're saying.
That picture of her is sooo awesome, by the way. Too cute.
My parents love to tell the story of two-year-old me getting a bath from my dad, when I noticed a scratch on his knee.
I asked him what happened, and he told me that he fell down and got hurt.
I replied, "Did you say 'God damn it?'"
Lol, children can be so precious! :P
ask matherly how his little guy reminds him of the dallas cowboys' season every now and then.
They learn the best and the worst of us.
LOL!
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