My sister’s Father-in-Law came up to me at our annual fourth of July BBQ at the pond and told me he had been talking to D.
Now, this is notable because just a few months ago, D wouldn’t talk to anyone without some coaxing, plus his speech was often too difficult to understand.
Oh, for those days. . .
Because, FIL said (while laughing, thank goodness), “D came over and told me, “Wow, you have a fat belly!“”
Awesome.
I blushed, apologized (which was waved off with a “well, I DO have a fat belly!”) and found D.
“Honey, please, only nice words. Don’t tell Poppy that he has a fat belly. That might hurt his feelings.”
A few minutes later, I found out how my little pep talk had affected D.
“I now going to call you Mr. Fat Belly!”
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hahahaha. At least Pop was cracking up when he told this story. I thought it was hilarious, but I have to guess it's going to put a damper on his nightly ice cream treats. :>)
hahahaha. At least Pop was cracking up when he told this story. I thought it was hilarious, but I have to guess it's going to put a damper on his nightly ice cream treats. :>)
hahahaha. At least Pop was cracking up when he told this story. I thought it was hilarious, but I have to guess it's going to put a damper on his nightly ice cream treats. :>)
Ha! Oh, no! Kids do say the silliest things in public don't you think? My son has embarrassed me countless numbers of times! And I'm sure it is only the beginning…
Ha! Oh, no! Kids do say the silliest things in public don't you think? My son has embarrassed me countless numbers of times! And I'm sure it is only the beginning…
Ha! Oh, no! Kids do say the silliest things in public don't you think? My son has embarrassed me countless numbers of times! And I'm sure it is only the beginning…
Ahh, the words that come out of the mouths of babes. I teach 2nd grade and it doesn't get much better!
Ahh, the words that come out of the mouths of babes. I teach 2nd grade and it doesn't get much better!
Ahh, the words that come out of the mouths of babes. I teach 2nd grade and it doesn't get much better!
Love the honesty. My son asked loudly, "Mommy, how many wives has grandpa had? I forget." Luckily, he didn't hear. Hopefully he would have laughed too!
Love the honesty. My son asked loudly, "Mommy, how many wives has grandpa had? I forget." Luckily, he didn't hear. Hopefully he would have laughed too!
Love the honesty. My son asked loudly, "Mommy, how many wives has grandpa had? I forget." Luckily, he didn't hear. Hopefully he would have laughed too!
Don't they crack you up (or make you want to hide under a rock)?
And with two children who aren't exactly soft spoken, even the most innocent whisper can be heard for miles!
Don't they crack you up (or make you want to hide under a rock)?
And with two children who aren't exactly soft spoken, even the most innocent whisper can be heard for miles!
Don't they crack you up (or make you want to hide under a rock)?
And with two children who aren't exactly soft spoken, even the most innocent whisper can be heard for miles!
*snort of laughter*
*snort of laughter*
*snort of laughter*
Teaching him manners. That's MISTER. Brilliant.
Teaching him manners. That's MISTER. Brilliant.
Teaching him manners. That's MISTER. Brilliant.
HILARIOUS!
HILARIOUS!
HILARIOUS!
Oh sweet… YOU Mr. Fat Belly! Bwahahaha! Love it.
Oh sweet… YOU Mr. Fat Belly! Bwahahaha! Love it.
Oh sweet… YOU Mr. Fat Belly! Bwahahaha! Love it.