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About me: I'm 42 and added another gherkin to our pickle party of a family. My husband Chuck, our 9-year-old Junior, our 6-year-old Everett, our toddler and I live in a town in Connecticut I affectionately call Mulletville Lite (aka my childhood hometown). My friends call me Nutjob, and they're right. In my husband's spare time he dresses up as a Viking and chases ghosts (and I'm the nutjob?). When I'm not busy working as a graphic designer, I lie in a ball in the corner.

Sunday, August 7, 2011

Imagine if you were that excited to talk to your spouse?

Tonight during dinner I gently reminded Junior for the 50 millionth time to PLEASE stop talking with food in his mouth.

Without skipping a beat he opened his mouth, pulled out the wad of food and put it into his hand. He was that eager to finish his story.

Rule may need some refining.

5 comments:

Pricilla said...

Gah. Glad you didn't take pictures.
Glad I have a cud

VandyJ said...

Better, slightly, than swallowing the wad whole and then choking. turbo has done the swallowing more than he can chew a time or two. It's fun, really!

Texan Mama @ Who Put Me In Charge said...

That? Is awesome. Go Junior.

Reminds me of when my mom would tell me, as a young child, "you do that or go to your room!" and I'd go to my room every time.

Katherine said...

I wish you could have SEEN me read this post... MAJOR laugh out loud!!! That is why I love kids SO MUCH. You just never know what will happen next!

Kurt said...

Hey Katherine, I did the same I couldn't help it when I read this post, I laughed out loud! it was too hilarious because I felt identified with that particular situation since I had a similar experience at a Indian Pharmacy when I went to visit the children in India