Tuesday, October 16, 2012


Just a quick dose of Ian-isms today.

The other day you and I were driving down the road and passed this billboard for a fancy-ish restaurant here in town.
You spotted it and shouted: "Look Mommy!  Green Eggs and Ham!"

So much for that fancy restaurant seeming fancy to you...

A few days later, you and I were getting out of the car when you poked yourself in the eye with your book or something.  You stood there for a second, holding your hand over your eye and doing your "man breathing" to tough through the pain.  Then you said, in a disgusted tone:

"Great.  Now I'm going to have to be a pirate."


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