In light of the fact that I really do not have an overly interesting life but desire to make an effort to become a more consistent blogger, I've decided I may have to resort to "kid stories". So here's today's:
I overheard Joseph and Sydney playing in the other room. Joseph said, "Let's pretend this is the church and I'm Bubba." My children call Albert, our worship director, Bubba, thanks to David Marr. It's a long story. Anyway, back to the story at hand.
Syd said, "Okay, I'll be Karen."
They have a toy Simba from Lion King to whom they keep saying "Stop, Murphy." So a few minutes later I walk into the room to see Joseph standing in front of the box that some oranges came in. Curious as to what he was doing (and reminiscent of the days when Ethan used to spend hours directing choir pretending to be Todd Gaither), I asked, "How are you pretending to be Bubba now?"
Joseph put his hand on top of his head and said, "Well, pretend there's no hair here."
I am very confident in my baldness. In fact I love being the bunt of jokes. Don't worry you are not a nagger by any stretch of the imagination.
Posted by: Bert AKA Bubba at Diciembre 9, 2004 07:54 PM