Sunday, August 1, 2010

I think I married Drop Dead Fred.

~In my kitchen as I was making a pizza for lunch.~

001 Blair had pulled everything out of her drawer in the kitchen, plus some.

Me: Blair, why don’t you and daddy put all that stuff back in the drawer?

Brad: Blair, lets pretend we’re not here. Be very, very quiet. And he ushers her out of the kitchen as I laugh to myself.

~Later~

I’m sitting in the chair reading a magazine after lunch, and Brad shows Blair how to throw the plastic ball pit balls at me – and she does it!

I think my husband is channeling Drop Dead Fred… or his early childhood!

As for my kitchen? It looked exactly the same after lunch… when I cleaned it up.

2 comments:

Linsey said...

I vaguely remember Drop Dead Fred....

Lynn said...

I saw Brad in Cordele the other day.....for the first time in YEARS! I think the last time I saw him he was....maybe a pre-teen? I'm starting to feel so old! I've probably told you in a blog post before, but I told him y'all have a beautiful little girl...and after seeing him again, I can't get over how much she looks like him!

I started following your blog after she was born, trying to keep up with the lastest on her health. I just want y'all to know that I check in on a regular basis and pray for her. She is such a blessing, isn't she? :)

P.S. Hope Bert somehow shows up. I used to have hens and 2 roosters. The roosters always ran around in the yard and followed me around...it's so funny seeing one run behind you! Anyway, 2 labs decided to play with them one day...it was so sad :(