Before I write about Jessie's first birthday, I would like to document what it is like to have Ed as a son right now. Let's just say that we will be lucky to be invited back to the in-laws house again. The only thing he didn't do is write on the walls.
Yesterday in church, as someone was praying, I dutifully told him to fold his arms and close his eyes, as I did. He had his hand in his pants (he was wearing undies-upon his insistence- and has a fascination with scratching his bootie.) As I was concentrating on who knows what, Ed pulls his hand out of his pants and puts his hand by my face. "Here Mom, mell my pinger." Gross. So stinkin' gross.
That is the funniest thing ever and gross at the same time. See you tonight.
ReplyDeleteBeen there done that, Elle still thinks it's funny too. Yuck!!
ReplyDeletei wish i could say i taught him that!
ReplyDeleteI was hoping Cliff and I were going to have a boy. But after reading that I'm thinking another girl wouldn't be so bad. ;)
ReplyDeleteHahaha, this is fantastic. Little boys are the best.
ReplyDeleteOh boys... a couple of mine have done that at the same time to see who could be stinkier. It's probably a good thing I didn't hear Ed, I think I would have lauged and totally ruined the prayer for the whole congregation!
ReplyDeleteI love stories about Ed. He is a funny fella.
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