GMa, Nana, and Me

I'm here to say thanks for all the comments, and wonderful, WONDERFUL emails-I enjoyed them all!!

I'm really tired, so I'll be catching up with you guys later-in your world, your comments, and my replies...but for now I need to go unwind with Bigdogg.

Gramma and Nana are upstairs sleeping. They got in fine.
A full day of running, active hyper boys..

CoNversation with Mil and Gma-il in our mommovile car driving to target at 4:30pm:

Me: "So, Bigdogg has always talked about this same story about being bitten by a goose when he was a kid. What happened?"

Mil: "He was bit by a duck when trying to feed it bread, a tiny little bite on his finger..I swear I don't know what house he grew up in.."

Mil: "As a former nurse, I heard this story about a young boy being bitten on his-(and she proceeds to spell it out and lower her voice)-P-e-N-i-s."

Jackson: "Mommy, Gma Ck, what does that spell? GramCK what does that spell, PENIS?"

ME/Nana/GmaCK: SERIOUS LAUGHTER!!

Have I mentioned that Jackson is learning phonics in school?

Welcome TO Crustybeef~
I'll chat with you later..
I'm open for smokes and chokes now!