roman and i discussing his dinner options in the van, on the way to culver's for our last-minute "picnic" food:
me: so did you decide chicken nuggets or grilled cheese?
roman: ...ummm.... a boy cheese!
me: what? you mean grilled cheese?
roman: no, a boy cheese. i'm a boy!
me: ok.... (quietly... so a grilled cheese it is... not sure what he's talking about...hmmm...)
...and it only took me TWO hours to figure out what (i think!) he was talking about! he wanted a "boy cheese" instead of a "grilled cheese" because he's a "boy", not a "grill". :-)
3 comments:
okay ... cute ... but does that come from the Stotts side or the Yutzy side???? hahaha Can't wait to see those little munchkins in just a few days!!! woohoo!!!!!
Another hilarious story..I laughed out loud.....you need to post on your blog at least once a day or more ....I look forward to checking each evening....what great stories by an excellent writer!
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Aunt Darla
Too funny. I love to read your blog. You've got to enjoy these great moments and times with your children. Love, Aunt Carol
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