Archive for April, 2008

I know you have been dying from the curiosity of what my gift was from Santa’s Secret Shop that N did manage to not forget to buy… well, he was quite proud of it…

Remember, his gift was $5 (for himself), and the dogs gift was also $5. His father and I shared I think $3 for both of our gifts….

My son, bless his heart, bought me a whoopee cushion for Christmas.

Finally, I have my own “whoop that crack”……….

Setup: Me standing near a patch of clovers, my son across the yard, my mother sitting on the porch.

Conversation:
Me: Hey N, have you looked for any 4 leaf clovers?

N: What? (walking closer)

Mom: Ma’am (correcting him)

Me: Have you looked for any 4 leaf clovers?

N: What? (still coming across the yard)

Mom: Ma’am! (still correcting him)

Me: 4 leaf clovers! Have you found any this year?

N: WHAT? (increased frustration)

Mom: Ma’am!! (still correcting him!)

N to Mom : STOP saying dirty words!

Mom and I looked at each other and fell over in a fit of laughter – I am not kidding when I tell you I nearly pissed myself. He was frustrated because he couldn’t hear what I was saying, and he thought she was saying “Damn!” over and over and it was making him SO mad!! When I told him she was telling him to say “Ma’am” instead of “What” he cracked up and said “OH! I thought she kept saying the D word!”

I crack up thinking about what must have been going through his head… the look on his face was priceless, he was so irritated that she kept putting her .02 cents into our conversation that he couldn’t even make out LoL…

I know, it’s been quite a while since I have posted. Believe me, it’s certainly not due to a shortage of humor from my son! He says more hysterically funny things than even I can remember, but I know I have to start back posting, so I thought why not here? Why not now?

Why not give you a taste of what is to come?

A taste. Like. Mayhaws. As in Mayhaw Tree. Or maybe the Louisiana Mayhaw Association. But I bet you were thinking mayhaw jelly.

As it turns out, my ever curious son just noticed mayhaws on the ground in the backyard. After a slough of questions, he decided he wants to make mayhaw jelly just like Aunt A does. Of course, this is no easy task and not one I look forward to, but for my son? Psh – anything. The best part is that everyday now he comes home and says:

“Mom, I’m going to go look for some more mayHOGS in the yard so we can get enough to make that mayHOG jelly……….”

IMO, it’s too cute to bother correcting. Before long, he will not be making these cute, childish mistakes and yes, I will miss this. I will never rush him into being more grown up, I love these days too much.