Monday, March 23, 2009
Monday, March 09, 2009
one-liners...
I found these scribbled on a piece of notepaper on my bedside table - Scooby blurts these out and I forget so easily. I'm glad I wrote them down...now I can share them with you.
(Scooby, playing with LEGOs in Bible class. He's built a structure of some sort...)
Teacher: Hey, cool, is that a spaceship?
Scooby: No, it's a church.
(Scooby quickly pulls a piece off the structure.)
Scooby: NOW it's a spaceship!
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Scooby, to Mommy while riding in the car. Subject: singing.
Scooby: Mommy, you be "piano" and I'll be "forte".
(what is it about my singing?? I'm not that bad!)
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(on the subject of today's fire drill at school)
Mommy: So, Scooby, where did you go for the fire drill when you left the building?
Scooby: To the boondocks.
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and I'm proud to share that Scrappy is already blessing us with some great one-liners in his own little way.
last week, despite the rain, he blissfully stomped and splashed his way across the busy parking lot, refusing to be carried, taking his own sweet time, completely unaware that Mommy was getting drenched. Upon arrival in his classroom, Mommy dropped her bags and turned around, hands on hips, to give him a glaring stare.
Scrappy blinked at me for a second, then held out both hands, palms up, complete with little shoulder shrug.
An entire conversation without words...and he's not even two.
(Scooby, playing with LEGOs in Bible class. He's built a structure of some sort...)
Teacher: Hey, cool, is that a spaceship?
Scooby: No, it's a church.
(Scooby quickly pulls a piece off the structure.)
Scooby: NOW it's a spaceship!
*******************
Scooby, to Mommy while riding in the car. Subject: singing.
Scooby: Mommy, you be "piano" and I'll be "forte".
(what is it about my singing?? I'm not that bad!)
*******************
(on the subject of today's fire drill at school)
Mommy: So, Scooby, where did you go for the fire drill when you left the building?
Scooby: To the boondocks.
*******************
and I'm proud to share that Scrappy is already blessing us with some great one-liners in his own little way.
last week, despite the rain, he blissfully stomped and splashed his way across the busy parking lot, refusing to be carried, taking his own sweet time, completely unaware that Mommy was getting drenched. Upon arrival in his classroom, Mommy dropped her bags and turned around, hands on hips, to give him a glaring stare.
Scrappy blinked at me for a second, then held out both hands, palms up, complete with little shoulder shrug.
An entire conversation without words...and he's not even two.
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