Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Typical for Storytime

1. Sissy dressed in her 'Brudder's' hand-me-down jammies, with a conquistador helmet.
2. One very dazed and tired looking Mom, with staged smile.
3. Bubba breathing on the nebulizer, dancing.

Sunday, February 21, 2010

Overheard in the Car

It's a Sunday night...

Dad: So bud, got any big plans for the coming week?

Bubba: Uhm...Just go to Chic-fil-A.

Dad: Oh yeah. What do you like to eat there?

Bubba: Fries and chicken nuggets


Bubba: With honey on the chicken nuggets.

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Overheard in the Bedroom


Sissy, praying: Dear Jesus, pwease wet me gwo up and have five babies.


Sissy: So I can hold dem.


Sissy: And not dwop dem.

Sunday, February 14, 2010

Overheard in the Bathroom

Dad was getting the kids ready for bed, brushing teeth and such...

Bubba: Dad what happened to your hair? (pointing to the back/top of Dad's head)

Dad: Sigh... Well, every time one of my kids screams, whines or cries about something for no reason at least 10 hairs fall out.

Bubba: Oh.


Bubba: Then what happened to G-Pa's hair?!

Dad: Well, that's another story...

Monday, February 08, 2010

Overheard in the Family Room & Bedroom

Context: Sissy has come out into the family room at least 4 times - avoiding bedtime.

Sissy, pointing: Mama, my ear hurts in dare.

Mama: Okay, let me take a look.

(Uses otoscope* to check Sissy's ear drum.)

Grandpa: Is she checking your little brains? Are they okay?

Mama: Well, it IS a little red. Let me give you some [herbal remedy for ear infection].

--- Later in bedroom. ---

Mama: Listen, Sissy. It's sleepy time. You need to stay in your bed. Do not call me again.


Sissy, with hands open: But MOM, if I calls you, dat means my brains is hurtin'!

*–noun (Medical). an instrument with a light for examining the external canal and tympanic membrane of the ear.

Recent Art Project

Water painting, with some help from our friend, Masking Tape.

Overheard in the Family Room

Grandma to Sissy: YOUR mommy was MY little girl.


Sissy to Grandma: MY daddy is MY little daddy.