My husband just called Puckey a chuckle-head - and of course, she said, "I'm not a chuckle-head, I'm a dinosaur."
Apparently, according to my two year old, anything someone calls you can be countered with, "I'm not a (fill in the blank), I'm a dinosaur."
Therefore, I'm not fat, I'm a dinosaur. Wow, it WORKS!! Next time one of the kids comes running to me with a complaint of being called a name, I'll tell them to use that line. Somehow I can't see my 13 year old falling for it, but you never know.
Remember kids, you're not a "__________", you're a dinosaur.
Thursday, December 20, 2007
How lovely are your branches...and we'd like to keep them that way. After a week of having our poor little Christmas tree terrorized by Puckey and The Jib, I decided to try a new route. So here's our antique steamer trunk holding our tree out of the reach of our two littlest.
The train helps keep their focus off of the tree....
I guess I'd better finish decorating the tree already...it looks a little bare
(This was before I moved the tree - note the jubilant look on The Jib's face...)