It's been a while since my last Football and Farts blog... I could give some lame excuse, but instead how about a nice heartfelt story?
This evening at dinner, we asked who had homework and only the youngest said, "I do" in his little boy voice.
"I have to weed." 😂 (He has trouble saying his "r's".)
So I said, "Ok, you could read to me after dinner."
He hasn't read to me in a few months and I noticed tonight that he's become a very good reader!
We flipped through page after page and then we saw Texas across the top of one of the pages. He exclaimed, "TEXAS! That's where you're from!"
"Yep! I am from Texas." 💗💗
This evening at dinner, we asked who had homework and only the youngest said, "I do" in his little boy voice.
"I have to weed." 😂 (He has trouble saying his "r's".)
So I said, "Ok, you could read to me after dinner."
He hasn't read to me in a few months and I noticed tonight that he's become a very good reader!
We flipped through page after page and then we saw Texas across the top of one of the pages. He exclaimed, "TEXAS! That's where you're from!"
"Yep! I am from Texas." 💗💗
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| "Milk is made in Texas." |
I sent that picture to my mama and this is how that conversation turned out:
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| 😂😂😂😂 |
I knew what she meant, but I had to have a smart-ass remark. 😁😁
Anyway, he finished the story and I let him have the rest of my Peanut M&M's.
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