Brandonisms
Sep. 6th, 2008 12:14 pm[Mr. B walks out of bathroom, underwear in hand...]
Uhh, Daddy, we have a problem...
[I think the worst...]
My potty seat is broken!
[I investigate, and sure enough the padded ring has separated from the plastic base... any adhesive once present has given up the ghost... so he's all grown up now; no more small seat! =) ]
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[Mr. B on ceramic politics - said while picking up a ceramic pumpkin he painted last night:]
We have to be careful with these. They are very delegate.
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[Mr. B on being told he's going to the ceramic painting class for the first time ever]
....
[Okay, he didn't say anything, but his smile knocked out at least three walls, it was so big... ]
Uhh, Daddy, we have a problem...
[I think the worst...]
My potty seat is broken!
[I investigate, and sure enough the padded ring has separated from the plastic base... any adhesive once present has given up the ghost... so he's all grown up now; no more small seat! =) ]
~ ~ ~
[Mr. B on ceramic politics - said while picking up a ceramic pumpkin he painted last night:]
We have to be careful with these. They are very delegate.
~ ~ ~
[Mr. B on being told he's going to the ceramic painting class for the first time ever]
....
[Okay, he didn't say anything, but his smile knocked out at least three walls, it was so big... ]
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Date: 2008-09-06 04:47 pm (UTC)In contrast, I remember the day I told my eldest son, then 7, that I had signed him up for piano lessons and gymnastics lessons. His face fell, and he started to cry. Further investigation brought to light the fact that he - having been to his friend's sister's ballet lesson the week before - thought he was being put in ballet!
20 years later he works as a boy's gymnastics coach :)
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Date: 2008-09-06 05:08 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-09-06 06:42 pm (UTC)