Thursday, September 15, 2005

Coming to a comedy club near you

The boy's been walking around the house for days saying, "Thank you, PJ!" over and over again. And then finally:

Son: Thank you, PJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJ!
Mommy, can you say, "Thank you, PJ?"

Me: Thank you, PJ.

Son: I'm not PJ. I'm Braden!

And then he ran out of the room laughing.

We'll be here all week. Please remember to tip your waiter.

2 Comments:

Blogger Sleeping Mommy said...

The stuff they come up with...

I dont' know about you but some days that's my ONLY laugh. :)

10:45 AM  
Anonymous Kim said...

Makes me think of this weekend...in the car Brandon asks Camden to guess what he's thinking, she makes a guess, he says she's right...She asks him to guess, he's right...so and and so forth - UNTIL - Grant asks them to guess what he's thinking and Camden pipes up and says, "You're thinking, 'Man, I wish I didn't have any kids!'" Now where did that quick wit come from!?

9:50 PM  

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