Okay, so a great friend of mine, Megan, hosted a comment contest on her blog and I won! I'm pretty sure it's the first thing I've won since the costume contest (circa Halloween 1993).
Anyhooo....I'm adjusting it a little, to make it even more fun.
The rules/objectives are thus:
-You post a comment on this post
*Include your name
*Tell me something that will make me laugh out loud, or that will make me smile. Topics could include how we met, a shared memory, a time I made a fool of myself, or, if you don't know me very well, you could tell a joke. :)
-In one week, I'll put all the names in the hat and randomly draw a winner (or two or three, depending on my mood...haha).
-The winner will receive a surprise in the mail, perfectly tailored to them. It could be homemade, store-bought, something to eat, something to wear, or something completely useless. But it will be personal.
This is open to all readers--whether you have a blog or not. You can post a comment as an anonymous person (but you won't win if you don't include your name!!!)
Good Luck!!
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Do I get extra point for being the first one to comment? So, we are all (me, my girls, and 3 other kids) hanging out playing, watching tv, housework etc. When I hear "who wants to see my Weenie?". I quickly join the kids to survey the situation and send the offending party to use the restroom. Upon his return we began the conversation about who made our bodies=Jesus why do we keep them covered= because they are special etc. etc. When I mentioned keeping our bodies "Clean" the kids took off on a long tangent about baths vs. showers. Isabel noted that she loved flowers because they stayed clean by the rain. Then in the midst of our random comments - the little boy says introspectively, "but.... sometimes, it just, uh... hurts! It starts to get all pokey, like this (he demonstrates with his finger) and it just hurts!" I could have died from laughter. I had to leave the room since I was trying to show the kids that it was a serious matter. OMG! Along the same lines, the other little boy calls his private part his teetle! what the heck is that? I guess not everyone is comfortable with using the correct names.
Oh my gosh, not sure I can compete with that first one, but here's a try. The other day, Eli and I were watching 'Yo Gabba Gabba' and they had a little segment doing the 'funky chicken', and singing, "Do the funky chicken, the funky chicken!"
So Eli picks up the dance and starts saying, "...the fu**y chicken, the fu**y chicken.." As soon as I heard him, I got down to his level and said, "No, it's the FUN-ky chicken, the FUN-key chicken!" :)
Too bad I didn't get it on tape, because he says it fine now, LOL.
So my husband took Josh to church without me the weekend that we moved and afterwards relates our son's BIG FIRST IMPRESSION.
During a quiet and reflective moment in the service my son yells out, "I see it" or in Josh language - "Ah Shee't".
Um, ya, I knew there was a reason I sent them alone!
Um, I've been busy with wedding stuff and haven't checked anyone's blogs in months. Sorry. I would have participated if I had known... :(
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