Saturday, May 13, 2006

9:22 A.M. Saturday

When you read this, picture me upstairs, Hub in the kitchen, Tukey in the bathroom near the kitchen.

Tukey: "Mom! Mom! Mom!"

Me: "What!"

Tukey: "Come wipe my butt!"

Me: "Where's Daddy?"

Daddy: "I'm making Ajers an omelet!"

Me: "Okay Tuke, I'll be right down."

Upon entering bathroom, notice Tukey is sitting on the pot with his eyes squinched tight. (I think I invented the word "squinch.")

Me: "Why are your eyes closed? Did you fall asleep waiting for me?"

Tukey: "No, I was praying."

Me: "That's nice."

Tukey: "When there's nothing else to do, I pray."

Me: "What were you praying about?"

Tukey: "That Jesus will praise our Lord."

(and probably that somebody would come wipe his poor butt!)


Modigliani said...

ha! Your family tales are hilarious, manic! You should get your own sitcom. :)

xxxx said...

Oh my gosh, that is ADORABLE!

I'll do the tag later today. But I did do a post in the meantime!

Anonymous said...

Ah motherhood, the glamour