Whoever said that girls talk more than boys should come spend an afternoon with Matthew. I'm surprised I'm not hoarse by the end of the day. The boy talks constantly. Unless he's parked in front of the computer listening to music or playing Curious George games. Even then though he's usually talking to himself. Or George. Truly though, the best dialogue and the most memorable things that come out of his mouth are right when he wakes up from a nap. The fog hasn't quite cleared and he says the funniest things. The other day he sat up in bed and said, "Whew! (he started slapping his hands around) I's just tryin' to slap all that sleep off." Or another day, "Hey Mommy Foofa was just sittin' there watchin' me sleep cause she's a funny girl." Foofa from Yo Gabba Gabba. I should really keep a pad of paper and a pen in his room so I can jot all the classic lines down.
I love having a house full of boys--and although it is loud, often smelly, and I repeat myself at least twice with anything I say, this is a blessed life and I am so thankful for it.
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Summer's end
Whoever said that girls talk more than boys should come spend an afternoon with Matthew. I'm surprised I'm not hoarse by the end of the day. The boy talks constantly. Unless he's parked in front of the computer listening to music or playing Curious George games. Even then though he's usually talking to himself. Or George. Truly though, the best dialogue and the most memorable things that come out of his mouth are right when he wakes up from a nap. The fog hasn't quite cleared and he says the funniest things. The other day he sat up in bed and said, "Whew! (he started slapping his hands around) I's just tryin' to slap all that sleep off." Or another day, "Hey Mommy Foofa was just sittin' there watchin' me sleep cause she's a funny girl." Foofa from Yo Gabba Gabba. I should really keep a pad of paper and a pen in his room so I can jot all the classic lines down.
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