Mother: So, I know you got to ride on a camel today at the carnival. If you had your own camel, what would you name it, do you think?
Five year old daughter: Hmmmm...
Mother: How about Cameron?
No.
Cammy?
No.
Camille?
No.
Camilla?
No.
Well, what would you name it?
Farty Face.
Monday, August 31, 2009
A Good Name for a Camel
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Sunday, August 16, 2009
An affair to remember...
In the kitchen
Mom, reading ferry ticket out loud: One Adult fare...expires 8/18/09. Darn!
8 year old daughter: Oh Mommy! When's the fair?
Mom: What?
8 year old daughter: The Fair. The Adult Fair.
Mom: No, no, it's a ticket. The fare...it's how much it costs.
8 year old daughter, puzzled: Oh...o.k.
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Monday, August 10, 2009
He gets me!
In the car on the way home from a weekend trip,
Audioslave followed by Foo Fighters on the radio.
Husband to wife: "Hey its a double shot of your boyfriends."
A wonderful example of a husband accepting his wife's rockstar
obsessions.
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Monday, August 3, 2009
They don't have a dental plan, either
Hubby calling wifey from the break room...
Wifey: Are you coming with us to the party or are you going to work?
Hubby: Yeah, don't you remember? I'm playing H-O-O-K-Y.
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