Because Mondays need more funny...-UPDATED

Bonus just walked by and overheard the news report that the Obama's named their new dog "Bo". He is completely offended.

"Bo is not a dog's name, momma. Dat's jus not right."

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Deuce has a bit of a stutter. Okay, it's really intense. He can't make a single sentence without repeating one of the words no less than five times. Ex: "Momma, I,I,I,I,I, want some miiiillllkkk." He is pretty sensitive about this and gets violently mad if anyone stutters back to him.

Last night, I was tucking Bonus in to bed when I heard Deuce start from his crib, "Momma, I,I,I,I,I,..." But before he could finish his sentence there was an echo, "MOMMA, I,I,I,I,I,..." It was the bird that my dad bought them for Christmas. It is a toy parrot that repeats every thing you say. I looked at Bonus and he busted out laughing. He had put the bird in Deuce's room just to annoy him. I couldn't even come to Deuce's rescue because I was laughing too hard to walk.

Deuce: "MOMMA! GET, GET,GET,GET, GET DAT BIRD OUTTA HERE!"

Bird: "MOMMA! GET, GET, GET, GET, GET DAT BIRD OUTTA HERE!"

Heehee

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According to my Lijit stats, someone found my blog by searching, "People keep talking at me" and "Boyz eat poosy".

Tell me THEY aren't disappointed.

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(UPDATE)

I totally forgot to tell you that I had to spend 4 hours trying to figure out what I wanted my mom's tomb stone to say. (I HAD to do this because my grandmother insisted that if I didn't they would. Sure, it's been 6 months since she died, but these things take time. -especially when you're a procrastinator.)

I called my grandmother and said, "Well, I finally decided what I wanted it to say. It took me 4 hours and it's now ordered. There's no going back now."

Mams: "Oh, honey. That's wonderful! What'd you pick? I honestly loved that bible verse..."

Me: "Nope. It's going to say, "Out for a smoke break." How's that sound?"