We are back from the wilderness now. It wasn’t really all that wild. More on that later.
Anyway, we’re back. And of course, we had t-ball practice today and soccer starts Tuesday and cheering has been going on now for two weeks already and the boys need cleats and uniforms and school shoes and I still had some school supplies to buy. And I noticed while I was packing for the wilderness that Henry really had very few decent shirts to wear for school so we had to get a few of those, too.
Have you ever shopped with two little boys? Mm-hmm.
It was only slightly frustrating, to be honest.
Let me just share some of the comments I overheard:
William: “Hey Henry, what if you tooted on Santa’s lap?!” chuckles and snorts and guffaws.
Henry: “Hey William, hold my finger.”
William: “No Henry, I know what you’re going to do.”
Henry: “Hey Mom, hold my finger. I promise I’m not going to toot. I’m just going to pretend to.”
Henry: “Whoa, I just did a tooter.” More chuckles. More snorts, more guffaws.
Can I just ask, what is it with the tooters?
I live with small, insane people. This is the fodder.