Try the next person down on your blogroll if cute kid stories don't do much for you.
I was on the phone tonight, and I could hear The Senator yelling for me. Apparently The Governor was in my bedroom (off-limits) and The Senator was concerned about this breach of the rules. I covered the phone and yelled, "I'll be there in a minute." Not content to wait, The Senator took matters into his own hands. He pulled the pacifier out of The Gov's mouth, and using it a la "carrot on a stick," he lured The Gov back out into the living room, holding the pacifier about two inches from The Governor's open mouth. Reminded me of Sunday morning fishing shows.
Eh...maybe it's a "had to be there" story, but it was very funny to watch. I promise.
This story is from Natalie's site, but I liked it so much, I'm posting it here too. Natalie was writing about the storms last night and
I didn't expect the storm to get too bad but joked with Andy, "Hey, if you see a couple of guys on horses out there let me know so I can burn the porn before Jesus gets here." Zoe overheard and asked, "Who's coming?" and I said, "We're not sure, but Jesus might show up." She rolled her eyes and said, "Oh, great. Does he want my milkshake?" No, sweetie, I'm pretty sure Jesus will have already stopped for ice cream on the way.I love it. I think our family will have a new tradition. Cookies for Santa; ice cream for Jesus. Apocalypse Apple Cinnamon? Raspberry Revelation?