...Shouted from the Rooftops
This morning, at breakfast, the boys were in a good mood. We were eating with the students. Out of the blue, James declared, in his stentorian voice, "Sometimes, Mumma says bad words to me. She says that I am a glutton."
In "Mumma's" defense, though, she hasn't ever, technically, made that accusation, or, for that matter, said any so-called "bad words" to James.
In "Mumma's" defense, though, she hasn't ever, technically, made that accusation, or, for that matter, said any so-called "bad words" to James.
7 Comments:
AHHHHHH!!! I'm so excited that you have a BLOG!!! I'm leaving right this minute to put you on my favorites list. Hurrah!
BRANDYWINE!!!!
I'm THRILLED you're here!!! yippee!
All your posts so far are awesome...
'bout time you got a blog, Old Man ;-)
Happy Birthday Brandon.
Happy Birthday! Your a great bro-in-law! Wouldn't have any other!
Yay! Happy Birthday :-)
Aargh, I hate being a day late. However have a great birthday and a blessed year. Glad you're around.
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