Monday, November 10, 2008

Stuff my kids say wrong.

Cletus sees things with his "eye bulbs."
Lemmy roasts "smashermoes" on our neighbors' fire pit.
Leafy Isaac drinks from a "pissy" cup.
And we have "spain toast" for breakfast.


Also, overheard yesterday,
"Mom, the girls called their trampoline a TRAMP! Isn't that funny?"
"Um, is it?"
"Yeah! Cuz a tramp is like, you know, a lady who doesn't even care what people think about her."

(I must explain, though it would be entertaining not to, that one of the boys favorite songs is Sinatra's "The Lady is a Tramp."

1 comment:

NOBODY said...

I love the definition of Tramp. That's awesome.

She probably cares how her hair looks though.