Day: September 15, 2009

Jonas [downstairs, out of sight]: OH, freakin’ sakes!

Me [midway up the upper level stairs]: What’s wrong?

Jonas [emerging on landing at front-door-level]: You o’moe got something! My digger truck!

Me: I didn’t almost forget it. I put it in the playgroup bag before we packed up.

Jonas [joining me in hallway at top of stairs]: OH, thank you, Mommy. You’re a gen’us.

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🙂 (And yes, I do think it’s hilarious and slightly embarrassing that my 3 year old yells “Freakin’ Sakes!” It’s his new favorite phrase – I think he heard me say it once and it just really stuck. I’m just counting my lucky stars that he didn’t overhear something worse slip out — and yes, that means I just admitted that I sometimes have a pottymouth. I’m human, I make mistakes, what can I say?)

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I write uplifting women’s fiction woven with threads of faith, grace, and Southern hospitality. My blog is where I share a glimpse of my life, and I hope you’ll find the thoughts here encouraging!

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