For anyone waiting to hear news of the flame thrower, sadly that project was abrputly shelved upon the discovery that a neighbor was using a CHAINSAW to clear some trees and brush from her yard, and was accepting HELP from neighbor KIDS and would pay them for their labor with ICE CREAM. Hallelujah.
The latest from Gunnar? He's a poky eater. Too much to talk about, with all of us at the table, apparently. I'm always encouraging him to finish, already.
But, Mom, holding up his fingers about a centimeter apart, my sarcophagus is really small.
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:D Love it (him)!
I LOVE YOUR BOY!!!! ~Tricia
That's really funny!! :-))
Hahahaha! I love those word mix-ups. Also, the fact that he knows the word sarcophagus, even if he didn't quite get the meaning right!
Too funny.
All in favor? AYE!
Indeed, Gunnar is such a gem.
Yes, you'd have mine at 'chainsaw' as well. We were recently told that if we move to TN we were required to have a truck, a chainsaw and two dogs. The boys were VERY excited about the chainsaw requirement.
He does know both words (sarcophagus/esophagus). He just got mixed up. But he's such a cutie...
Cracks me up!
Lol! Never a dull moment! What a cutie! (Don't tell him I said that :o)).
Blessings!
Deborah
I am laughing out loud! Love it! I've gotten so far behind on blog reading, and I've greatly missed the delight that your tales bring to my days!
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