Little snippets

Overheard:

Jacob:  I’m not the brother!  You’re the brother!  I’m the Jakey!

Nathaniel:  No, You am the brother!  I’m the Natey.

This went on back and forth for quite awhile.  I wonder, what would it be like to define yourself as purely you.  Not as a brother, or a son, or a father, but purely as you.

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Screaming comes from the boys room.  Loud screaming.  The kind of scream that any mother is sure that the cause is bodily harm. I rush in.

Nathaniel:  There is a MONSTER under my bed.  A LOUD monster!  He is shaking my bed and SCARING me!!!

It was the dog, our apneatic dog.  He fell asleep under Nathaniel’s bed, sometime after we put Nathaniel to bed.  He was snoring so loudly that it was shaking Nathaniel’s bed.  Poor kid.

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McKayla:  I strongly dislike you.

Me:  What’s new.

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Mike:  Do you think Santa comes down the chimney of bad people’s houses with a bazooka.   (this is followed by bazooka sound effects and pantomiming.)