The other day, we got out of the car, the sun shining on Nicholas' hair as Jim carried him into the house, and he said,
"Ever notice how wierd Nicholas' hair is?"
"How so?" I asked.
"Well, it's not all one color, it's striped?" (refering to his highlights)
I said, "Honey, people pay money for hair like Nicholas'."
This next conversation, is one you will never find two women having. Last Sunday, we went to my parents house for our family dinner. My uncle and his family stopped by. My dad was talking to my uncle Rick, and said,
"How much do you weigh, now?"
"Oh, about 200 lbs., you?"
"I'm probably up to 160 now."
Then, as my uncle and his family are walking down the driveway to leave, my dad bolts out of the bathroom, and down the driveway, his finger waving in the air, saying "I'm 165!"
I love you guys...you keep me laughing!