Three stories. True stories.
Uncle Richard went dancing last night. Ellen thought that was hysterical. When I asked her about it this morning she said, "Yeah, Richard said he was going dancing. A boy dancing? I totally laughed so hard."
This morning on the way to church we passed Christmas lights and decorations set up at the courthouse. Jack Jack and Ellen had this conversation:
Ellen: I see Christmas decorations. They light up.
Jack Jack: Yeah, they light up like glow sticks.
Ellen: They're not glow sticks, Jack.
Jack Jack: I said LIKE glow sticks!
Ellen: They're candles.
Jack Jack: Yeah. They're candles.
Jack Jack came over to me right after the sacrament with his shirt completely unbuttoned. When I asked him (in an irritated voice) why he unbuttoned his shirt, he said, "I forgot to leave it on!"
1 comment:
Oh my goodness this is some good stuff. I love the one about Uncle Richard dancing, I can picture her saying that
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