Brianna: "Me and Claire are gonna be BIG SISTERS!"
Yep. You heard her right. What she didn't say is that both she and Claire are gonna have little brothers. I know. That's not typical for our family. In fact, in 1953, I was the last male Loyd born in our line. That's a long time to wait for more boys. Updates will follow in future blogs, you can count on that.
Now, back to the usual caption crazies.
Judy: "Now I lay me down to sleep, I . . . . Girls, you're not participating."
Brianna: "Who's got the biggest nose. I pick this one. Tee hee."
Claire: "No, this isn't The Very Hungry Caterpillar. It's the caterpillar with yummy blue vinyl antennae."
Brianna: "Sure, I can stand up by myself. Is that all I have to do to get more food?"
Claire: "Scuse me. I haven't got GPS. Can you tell me where I am?"
Brianna: "Sure, I can stand up by myself. Is that all I have to do to get more food?"
Claire: "Scuse me. I haven't got GPS. Can you tell me where I am?"
Brianna: "And we do this whenever we say 'Mercy sakes' or 'Heavens to Betsy.' Whoever she is."
Claire: "Somehow, life just seems more manageable in this shade of blue."
Brianna: "Okay, Grandma. Ready or not, here I come (she doesn't know I can smell banana on her-- I have to humor her)."
Brianna: "And when I have a little brother, I'm gonna squeeze him just like this. Or harder."
Claire: "Whose idea was it to have so many little toys with eyeballs in them? Uh, Grandpa?"
Claire: "Somehow, life just seems more manageable in this shade of blue."
Brianna: "Okay, Grandma. Ready or not, here I come (she doesn't know I can smell banana on her-- I have to humor her)."
Brianna: "And when I have a little brother, I'm gonna squeeze him just like this. Or harder."
Claire: "Whose idea was it to have so many little toys with eyeballs in them? Uh, Grandpa?"
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