I couldn't possibly make this sh*t up.

Every cliche in the world…

When the going gets tough, the tough get going.

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. (wait that’s not a cliche is it…)

This is the first day of the rest of your life.

It’s the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine.



Jack: Can I sleep for a hundred hours tomorrow?

me: Of course. Maybe then you won’t get up on the wrong side of the bed.

Jack: But I always get up on THIS side of the bed. (points to the side NOT against the wall)

me: It’s just a saying, sweetie. It’s called a cliche.

Jack: Why?

me: It just means that everyone says it and it really doesn’t mean anything. Sort of.

Jack: Then why say it?

me: I just meant that sometimes you wake up cranky.

Jack: Then just say that.

me: Don’t get your undies in a knot.

Jack: What?

me: That’s another one.

Jack: Stoppit.



4 responses

  1. I love your brilliant blog and your interactions with your son. What an incredible relationship. Thanks for the ongoing delights and laughs!


    June 30, 2011 at 9:17 am

    • Thank you so much! I hope I can continue to entertain. (pressure pressure) πŸ™‚


      June 30, 2011 at 9:34 am

      • With a kid like that and a personality like yours, it’s pretty much a no-brainer. πŸ™‚


        June 30, 2011 at 10:24 am

      • Thanks again! (cheeks hurting from smiling)


        June 30, 2011 at 1:25 pm

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