Brady, Ronna, Mom & myself were playing a dice game called Bunco…
Brady said “Oh Please God, help me win this game!”.
I told Brady, “God doesn’t play dice so I don’t think he’ll help you much.”
Brady says “Dad, in heaven you can do anything you want…except stripping!”
The other day Brady tells me:
“Dad, when ever Ty comes over to play Ren grabs his arm and goes like this ‘Uh..Uh..Uh..Uh’ (picture Quagmire).”
*sheepishly* “I think he’s ‘humping’ him? When dogs hump, is that like people’s hugs?”
I reply “Sort of”
Brady then extrapolates “Well Ren must really like Ty because he really likes to hug him. Dad, if you would be really nice to Ren he would probably hug you more.”
Hey, Diddle, Diddle
The cat and the fiddle,
The cow jumped over the moon.
The little dog laughed,
To see such a sport.
And the dish ran away with the spoon.
“This nursery rhyme is a true story. There was a cat and a fiddle fell on him. It scared the cow so much that he jumped over some water that had a reflection of the moon in it. The dog laughed because it was funny and he thought the cow was good at sports because it could jump over the moon. The dish and spoon didn’t really run away, they were just laying on the counter and when the cow jumped it shook the counter and made them fall together.”
“Now I can keep this in my pocket at school and feel the good ‘Hulkiness’ power all day long!”
Brady: “Dad, do think that Stewie would want a Mega Death Ray?”
Dad: “Sure, I guess so.”
Brady: “Of course he would because he wants Complete World Domination!”
“Sure! But I want the ones with the poison tipped arrows.”
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