A light moment from our trip...
Jonah dealt out his worst ever insult on our trip to Newfoundland. It went sorta like this:
Great-Uncle: Come on, b'y, eat your carrots!
Jonah: I CAN'T! They're mushy, like POOP!
Fortunately, my Uncle didn't hear him and my Aunt wasn't at the table at the time. It made me laugh out loud though.
Great-Uncle: Come on, b'y, eat your carrots!
Jonah: I CAN'T! They're mushy, like POOP!
Fortunately, my Uncle didn't hear him and my Aunt wasn't at the table at the time. It made me laugh out loud though.
posted by Sherri Lavender at
8:36 PM
6 Comments:
young boys at that age are always talking about poops and farts, atleast my nephews always did and still do.
I am sure it will pass in a few years
Lex
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Anonymous, At
10:51 PM
As if!?! This boy is a Lavender - it will NEVER pass! :)
By
Krista, At
9:45 AM
That one made me laugh out loud. Fortunately there's no one here to hear me, other than Darcy and she already thinks I'm crazy.
Good one, Jonah!
By
Sue Matthews, At
3:20 PM
I guess this would likely be one moment in time that you'd be grateful that Uncle Fred is nearly deaf :o)
By
Carla, At
4:37 PM
LOL, I'm glad I'm reading this one on my late shift when no one else is in the department. I'd otherwise have a flood of people at my desk asking what's so funny!
Great one!
By
Anonymous, At
6:38 PM
ok so your right he is a Lavender and he is Glenn's son so won't pass who was I kidding
Lex
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Anonymous, At
10:35 PM
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