This morning at breakfast, the Girl Child and I watched as her brother happily painted his face and hair with blueberry butter (really, a yogurt spread). My wife said to him, "you are such a goof ball".
I looked at the Girl Child and we had the following exchange:
Me: Where did you get such a goof ball for a brother from?Girl Child: You made him.
So, there.
Posted by Random Penseur at August 29, 2004 09:21 AMIt seems the apple does not fall far from the tree. In both cases.
Enjoy the pool!!
Posted by: Wicked H at August 29, 2004 09:28 AMwell - well -
she has your number