Showing posts with label He's retiring to a condo in Boca. Show all posts
Showing posts with label He's retiring to a condo in Boca. Show all posts
Wednesday, October 28, 2015
Thursday, April 2, 2015
Thursday, July 24, 2014
Wednesday, July 16, 2014
Little Gramps Always Gets A Box
"Mom? Why does everyone in this place have tattoos? Were they all born in the 1990s? You know, I saw so much graffiti when we were driving. It was everywhere. That's why I don't always like going into LA. It's such a mess. I can't finish this sandwich. I'll be right back. I'm going to ask our waiter for a to-go box. I can have these leftovers for breakfast tomorrow."
Thursday, January 30, 2014
Fashion and Stuff
"Mom? Can you get me a shirt out of the drawer, please? Anyone is fine."
"Sure."
"Okay, but not a button shirt today. Not a shirt that has writing on it and no numbers and no shirt with cartoons. Not the kind with the V sort of neck. Just a regular shirt. A regular shirt but not the red one. Not dark blue. Not light blue either. No, not long sleeved. Just regular sleeved. Grey is okay. Not dark grey. Mom? Do you want me to just pick it out myself?'
Friday, September 20, 2013
Wednesday, August 7, 2013
Day Camp
"Hey, Bud. How was your first day of summer camp?"
"It was great."
"What did you do?"
"We swam and did archery and campfire songs and a bunch of stuff. Oh, and I saw a lizard in the wild."
"Nice. I'm glad you liked it."
"It was good except one thing. It's verrry tiring. There should be more sitting."
Tuesday, August 7, 2012
Friday, July 6, 2012
Advance Planning
"Mom, I've been thinking."
"Okay."
"I'm pretty sure I don't want to live in an apartment when I grow up because I don't want to use all my quarters for laundry."
"Okay."
"I'm pretty sure I don't want to live in an apartment when I grow up because I don't want to use all my quarters for laundry."
Monday, June 11, 2012
Bob at the Vegan Restaurant: A Review
"Mom! This is horrible! It's too spicy! This doesn't look like cheese. Is this supposed to be cheese? It's like a pretend. Who would eat here? This seems like a grown up restaurant... Yes, I see the other kids here but I don't know why they are eating this. It's super terrible and yes I tried it! I tried it with my whole mouth! These aren't really mashed potatoes. Where is the salt? Dad? How am I supposed to eat this without salt?!"
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Wednesday, May 23, 2012
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
My Little Gramps
"Aunt Jen, did you know there's this room at that store that has all these balls in it and it's for kids to play in? There's like a million balls and there's got to be so many germs. Going in there is like asking to get sick."
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
Red Light, Green Light
"Hey, Mom? I noticed that all of the crossing guards in our neighborhood are older people."
"I think you're right."
"Do you have to be really old for that job?"
"No."
"I think that would be a really good job for me, you know with that orange vest and everything."
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Florida Withdrawals
"I can't believe we're home already, Mom."
"Me neither."
"Does time go by faster in Florida?"
"Yes, I think it does."
"Why? Because it's fun?"
"Exactly."
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
The Dig
Sunday, January 22, 2012
The Best Parts About Florida By Bob Rosenberg
1. Pool2. Pilot's wings pin from the airplane pilot
3. Beach
4. More pool
5. Waves
6. Room service
7. Lots of elevators
8. Visiting Great Uncle Abe in the hospital living center place
9. Great Grandma's lemon meringue pie
10. Sandcastles with Pops
11. Mom went swimming in a swimsuit called a tankini
12. Dad taught me how to do an underwater somersault flip
13. I found fossils on the beach
14. I did lots of visiting and hugs
15. I watched a movie at the hotel from my bed. Really. I mean it.
Thursday, January 5, 2012
The Return of Tiny Grandpa Boy
Friday, October 14, 2011
Good Morning, Gramps
"Here's your oatmeal, Honey."
"No, thanks."
"Bob, you have to eat some breakfast before school."
"No oatmeal though, please. I'm feeling more toast."
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
My Assistant
Bob and I were at Von's. He helped me load our groceries onto the conveyor belt at the check out.
"I've got to remember to call Shelley back," I whispered under my breath.
A few hours later I sat at the dining room table working on the computer. Bob was playing quietly in his room. He stuck his head out of the doorway, "Mom? Don't forget to call Shelley back."
And then I hired him to keep track of my schedule.
"I've got to remember to call Shelley back," I whispered under my breath.
A few hours later I sat at the dining room table working on the computer. Bob was playing quietly in his room. He stuck his head out of the doorway, "Mom? Don't forget to call Shelley back."
And then I hired him to keep track of my schedule.
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