Showing posts with label My son. Show all posts
Showing posts with label My son. Show all posts

Monday, July 7, 2008

Ewww, smells like feet!

I swear my son is in training to be a comedian today!

He was just playing in my loungeroom (my very recently cleaned and lovely smelling loungeroom btw), and came running out saying..

"ewww, smells like feet"

He had to have gotten that line from tv too considering I don't remember his feet ever smelling bad!

20 minutes later and more confirmation of too much tv!

My son has a really bad cough at the moment, but still in good (cheeky) spirits. So a short while ago after a short bout of coughing, he stopped looked at me and said "hairball". 

I cracked up and asked him if he said what I thought he said. 

His answer... "from Cat in the Hat".

He really is funny at times!

Run for your life... the aliens are coming...

My son is a never ending source of amusement. Upon me handing him his sisters "Bratz" towel after he got out of the shower, he dropped it and started to run around the house naked saying...

"Run for your life... the aliens are coming..."

Now it could just be because that line comes from a Bratz movie...

but it could also show his view on Bratz overall!

Either way, I think he is watching too much tv.