He did not think it was funny...
...not at all.
We are still a family of six (2 adults and 4 kids) and are not expecting to make it bigger until the kids grow up and add to our family by getting married.
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This morning D-D and E had a little argument over how to say morning. D-D was telling E that she got the mice out of her hair and sent them back to Cinderella when she got up saying, "My hair is not tangles this smorning!"
"It's not SMorning, it's MORning!!" E says.
They go back and forth a few times and E has a hard time letting it drop. He and D-D only dropped their arguing after mom and dad helped them realize what fruits arguing would produce (ouch!). And D-D is still not convinced E was correct after their heated discussion. So, around our house, we do not say "Good Morning" to you, but "Good Smorning"---at least it is how we say it THIS smorning!
Another funny poem from my cousin Raynal (his other poem is on post Jan. 2008, titled "Goose Egg"):
I say it's Smorning you say it's Snot
And you just want to argue a lot
If it isn't Smorning it must be Snight
But the sun is shining, no reason to fight
You say it your way and I’ll say it mine
We’ll all get along and things will be fine
Dad says that arguing is really rotten
By this Safternoon all should be forgotten
So let's just smile and have some fun
We can go outside and play in the sun
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