Max has a new thing. Most evenings -when he wins the contest of who gets to say prayer at dinner- Max blesses everything in the room, says amen and then celebrates with an air guitar solo. We don't know where this came from but I tried it in church today and it went over very well.
Try it in your own ward and see if we can get it to catch on.
Sophie uses her time in celestial suplication as a platform to pass around insults, for example: Bless sintky daddy and stinky mommy and stinky Max.
Thankfully Jake is not praying yet.
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That's funny stuff:)
You and I used to pray the same thing. Dad is kinda stinky. like aquavelva stinky.
Too funny!
Hi you guys! If Arlynn was around, she would tell us to not neglect the pictures of Bradbury's Monsters. She loved hearing about those kids. Max and Sophie were like her own. I love you guys so much and am proud of the parents you have become, even if you do have a better sense of humor than most of the population of the world. Love, Mom
Every once in a while I re read this just to giggle. Max and Sophie are going to teach my boys such awesome things in the next three years - my wife doesn't even know yet...
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