World Cup

J: You wanna be in the World Cup?

M: Yes Joseph.

J: Well then you gotta practice hard and learn some really cool moves, which I know how to do. 

J: So this is a pull-back. 
J: Ok, Mads–WEAVE!

M: Joseph, here’s my cool move. (She jumps and kicks the ball with both feet at the same time.)

J: Well, I have not seen that one before.  Maddie, you are doing a good job.  After you practice a lot and win the World Cup, you will get a trophy.  And that trophy–it’s made of pure gold!

Out of Gas

Sitting in the car, waiting for Joseph’s bus, I stretched and said, “Boy, am I tired!”

Maddie said, “You are out of gas.”

I pointed to the gauge, “No, we got gas yesterday, remember?”

  

“No, mom. Your body is out of gas!”

  

Hymns?

Maddie, looking at Pandora: Hey! That’s a lotta hims. 

  

Easter Bunny

Joseph: Tomorrow’s Easter!

Maddie: Yeah, when Robin the Easter Bunny comes.

Me: Who?

Noah: What, you didn’t know the Easter Bunny’s name?

Maddie: You know, Robin. He comes hoppin’ down the bunny trail…Easter’s on the way!

Joseph: Hoppin’ down the bunny trail in a one horse open sleigh!

  

Chores

Maddie had the job of putting away the toilet paper…

 

Best & Worst

Me: So Maddie, tell me what the best part of your day was.

Maddie: Sorting buttons with grandma!

Me: And what was the worst part of your day?

Maddie: The mushrooms in my tuna casserole for lunch. 

  

Rat Pack

Maddie: Mom, is my purse with the red polka dots in my backpack?

Joseph: She sure is a pack rat. Hey, pack rat, rat pack!

Me: You know what the Rat Pack was? A group of actors in the 60s…have you ever heard of Frank Sinatra?

Joseph: That reminds me of snot. Hey, I’m Frank Snotra!  *laughs uncontrollably* Snot…traaaaa! 

  

Lifeguards

Maddie: Why are there lifeguards at pools?

Me: Well if someone gets in trouble in the water, if they can’t swim, then the lifeguard jumps in to save them. You know Uncle Matt was a lifeguard?

Joseph: I’ll bet he saved a lot of girls! 

Maddie: And boys!

Joseph: Probably mostly girls.



Joseph Writes: When I’m 100



When I am 100 years old…. “I will wear glasses and a jacket and I will probably sleep all day. I will say: Howdy!”



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