On Memorial Day we went over to Papa’s for a cookout. While we waited for dinner, Jeremy and Emery were fishing. I was helping the ladies with side items, condiments, and such when one of the men commented about how many fish Emery was reeling in.
I thought I better check it out for myself. And sure enough, I saw him throwing one back as I made my way down to the shoreline.
Then he made another cast. Caught a fish. Again and again and again. I wondered what Jeremy was using to bait the hook so I hollered over to them, “Hey Babe, whatcha got on there?”
Just as Jeremy looked over and said, “Bread”, Emery excitedly called out “FISH!!!!!”
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On a recent trip to IHOP we decided to make a few stops before heading back home. Knowing that we’d be only a few minutes down the road before I heard “I gotta go potty”, I took both kids to the bathroom before we left.
There were 3 toilets, only 2 of which were working. I sent one child into each stall and stood guard by their doors. Not because I thought somebody would take them. Lord knows they’d return ’em. But because they have tendencies to walk out while pulling their pants up or open the door before they are finished to show me something gross.
A couple of women walked in and were waiting patiently as Savannah finished up her business and headed to the sink. I told the first lady to go ahead of me and I peeked into Emery’s door to see how he was doing.
He had just finished up. He pulled up his shorts, plugged his ears, and as the automatic toilet flushed, he shouted loudly “FIRE IN THE HOLE!!!!!!!!!!”
And came out grinning ear to ear.
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He’s gonna be a laugh a minute at Disney. We’ll have to take a notepad to remember all the stuff that comes out of his mouth!
That’s my Emery!