Thursday, September 25, 2008

After All, It Really Is The Same Stuff.

Momma: Jack, come over here so I can blow your nose.

Jack: I got yuckies in there.

Momma: (laughing) I know. That's why I need to get a tissue for you.

Jack: No, no, no, no, no Momma. We don't use "a shoe". We use toy-wit paper.

Momma: 'Cause we're classy like that.

Jack: What's classy?

Exactly.

13 comments:

  1. Too funny! I wonder what your son and my son's conversation would be like. lol.

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  2. Very funny!
    We are that classy too. :-)

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  3. I've always thought you were quite classy. Now I'm sure of it!

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  4. LOL. Classy with a capital "K." This is why we get along so well.

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  5. Do ya have a couch on your front porch yet? JK, you are classy and don't let anyone tell you anything different.

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  6. I love your sharing these conversations :o)
    Susan

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  7. toy-wit paper works just fine...much better than fingers that the non-classy folks use. ;o)

    Speaking of class...that 8 month old picture of Lincoln....he oozes class.

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  8. Then my family is as classy as yours!

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  9. Yes, exactly. :) Not that I can relate or anything...

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