These are just a few of the things I have heard myself saying recently:
"Yay! I like your poop! Good job."
"Hey, your brother's head is not a soccer ball."
"Oh, come on. That is not a belch. THIS is a belch..."
"Yes, I really can pee without a penis. No, I'm not going to show you how."
"Can't I just pull those stitches out of your head myself?"
"Do that again, and I'll give you a good spin hook kick to the head!"
"O.K. gentlemen, who put all these snails in my bathroom sink?"
"Hand over the slime, and fold your arms." (that was in sacrament meeting.)
You know how you sometimes find yourself sounding like your mother? Well, I don't ever remember my mother sounding like this. Having all boys is turning me into this creature that I don't even recognize anymore. Yikes!
4 comments:
That's funny! We have started doing a kid check before we head into the church. I feel like a cop doing a search of some kind of smuggler :)
I am smiling and laughing again! Love your blog!
I'm glad to know I'm not the only Mom who can out-belch her children!!! Somehow, we never had our own competition at convention to see who was better! You make me smile, Shell!
Dang right, I NEVER said stuff like that! What has become of my little girl?
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