Tag Archives: Rude

Visiting Grandpa

Getting ready for Grandpa’s services, my sweet sensitive little boy said, “It’s weird visiting Grandpa when Grandpa’s not here.” I hugged him and replied, “You’re right my love, you are so right.”

Flying High

While waiting for our now late flight, I kept saying, “Com’on pre boarding with small children,” thinking that would make it happen. Azul decided to repeat it with me and was loudly saying, “Now aborting small children!” Over and over. The more he said it the more I laughed and the more I laughed the more he said it. It’s a vicious circle. Com’on plane, people are starting to stare!

oui oui

This morning I asked Azul to finish his French toast sticks and he said, with his arms in the air, “Oh, why do I have to finish my French toast sticks? I’m not even French!” He’s right, he’s not.