Scott has accused me of having something to say about everything, and truth be told, I do enjoy exploiting blog venues for soapbox purposes. But today I tried hard to think of something I felt inclined to pontificate on, and I came up with nothing. Then I realized I was actually saying a lot, but it was just all ridiculous. So I decided to start keeping track. Here are a few statements that left my mouth today:
- Don't throw play-dough on the clean clothes.
- An ox is not the same as a mountain goat.
- We don't drink tubby water.
- A dinosaur would not have been friends with another dinosaur who wanted to eat him.
- Bun, or no bun?
- You've gotta keep your tongue low in your mouth when you want to whistle.
- Do not throw things at your brother's head.
But the quote of the day which will be etched in the family consciousness forever did not come from me. It was Ian, who said:
"What are those little things in the dirt that make the dirt dirty?"
I don't know why I ever even try to say anything meaningful. Clearly, the most interesting statements emerging from this house originate with my kids.
By the way, if anyone has an answer to the dirt question, please get back to me. I still haven't given an answer.