Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Wrinkly O'l Raisin
Here I am being the good, health-conscience mother. I offer my son, Fisher, a box of raisins (thank you Cally- part of our Christmas present:). At first he is excited. "Yea...!" But before he could even finish his excited yes, he quickly changes it to "raisins are for old people." and that was the end of that.
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I love that photo of the CAVEMAN and his huge turkey leg.
My kids get outof the bathtub and say that their fingers are "beans" rather than raisins. I have to laugh...beans, come on...really?
Hee Hee Hee... don't try to pull a fast one on him.
It looks for a minute like Fisher is confused because your post talks about raisins, but the boy is holding a turkey leg as big as he is! At least you tried with the raisins. And you're feeding the missionaries. A double whammy!
That was Thanksgiving! The bad part was, I invited them over for Christmas and then uninvited them because we left for Utah!
He must have read the tag on the present...Here's to keepin' you regular. He must have put two and two together. :)
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