Curtis's speaking skills are really starting to come along. While it's nice to be able to communicate with him a little better, it's also annoying when you have to hear "Want fries, Daddy. Want fries NOW, Daddy!" for a half-hour straight while you sit in the parking lot of Famous Footwear, waiting for your life to pick out a pair shoes. We can't drive anywhere without that kid wanting fries.
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I take it you meant "wife" instead of "life", but it's a sweet freudian slip to make- much better, than say, strife. Anyway... about 99% of the things our Noah says is all food related, too. Maybe it's a boy thing.
Ha! Yes, I do spend all my life waiting.
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