J'isms.

That's what we are now calling Jase's performances....using the word lightly right there.

Today:

She stuck her butt in the fireplace and tooted and said "I'm sending it up to Heaven through the chimney so the stink doesn't stay in the house."

She also was trying to tell her friend to stop mimmicking her but she kept saying IN FRONT of EVERYONE, "stop being a midget!"

Her latest stunt is to fart like a trucker and say ever so sweetly, "That was for you Mom, and I wrapped it up in a bow."

Someone help me....I need therapy I think.

Prayer Violence

We were kneeling for family prayer and I was petting our dog so she wouldn't think we were in the floor to play with her. The Hub, being quite a smarty pants, decided to start petting me during the prayer. I punched him in the stomach for being so irreverent.

So Bren, who was saying the prayer, said "and please help us be reverent during prayer and stop having prayer violence." ROFL!!!

When you're dh is a med student...

...these are his "welcome home" greetings:

Jase: Hey Dad!
Hub: Hey baby girl.
Jase: Did you touch blood today?
Hub: Yep.
Jase: Did you touch guts?
Hub: No, not today.
Jase: Did you touch guts with your hands?
Hub: Nope, not today.

Moments like this make it all worth it.

I opened the fridge this morning to see a note near the milk, addressed:

To Mom...I love you.

Inside it read:

Dear Mom,

I am thankful that you are my mom. Thank you for all your very good dinners. And thank you for letting me have my own room.

*sniff* I absolutely love that girl!!!!!