Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Hi.


It's morning. I open my eyes. His face is inches from mine.

"Can we call Brandon today? Are we going to the park? Can I have just butter on my toast for breakfast? I don't want jam or peanut butter today but maybe a waffle instead of toast. Or how about pancakes? Just one pancake and a toast or can I have one of those tall cookies? I only need two of them. Is J.P. home? Instead of Max and Ruby I think I want Word Girl for my morning show. Do we still have the one about the science competition with the giant robot and the egg cutting thing? Did Mia come back from Chicago yet? Can I call her? Can we have Luis over? Can we call his mama or you can write her on the computer? Guess what? I have your phone. I'm going to take your picture. Right now. Now. Say cheese!"

"Good morning, Bob."

"Good morning, Mama."

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  1. Ilene WaterstoneSeptember 1, 2010 at 7:40 AM

    Good to know that Bob is as capable of being annoying as other mere mortals.

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  2. Karen at French SkinnySeptember 1, 2010 at 8:44 AM

    I think he figured out how to work the Espresso machine.

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  3. Ann ImigSeptember 1, 2010 at 9:18 AM

    Karen? LOL!

    (umm...and I fear this what working with me is like)

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  4. Ms. MoonSeptember 1, 2010 at 9:35 AM

    Bob Rosenberg has a beautiful mama.

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  5. KnadeleSeptember 1, 2010 at 9:37 AM

    He's right. Word Girl, one pancake and a toast is the way to go.

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  6. CherylSeptember 1, 2010 at 9:38 AM

    Vaccinated with a phonograph needle ~ that's what my grandfather would say, ayuh.

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  7. Logical LibbySeptember 1, 2010 at 9:47 AM

    What a great way to start the day. And he didn't take a bad pic, either...

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  8. IssaSeptember 1, 2010 at 3:35 PM

    Does he bounce as he says all that?

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  9. LindseySeptember 1, 2010 at 5:28 PM

    Oh, wow, laughing out loud. I wake up with my son three inches from my face sometimes, mostly in the middle of the night, and once my heart has returned to my chest I always wonder how long has he been standing there? A minute? Ten? An hour?

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  10. AnonymousSeptember 1, 2010 at 9:46 PM

    Your kid is awesome.

    -Other Bob.

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  11. Liz @ ewmcguireSeptember 2, 2010 at 10:47 AM

    The episode about the giant robot and the egg cutting thing WAS a fantastic one.

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  12. YuliyaSeptember 2, 2010 at 4:27 PM

    I just love this, I read this to hubby and he asked how old Bob was and I could see him mentally calculating how long we have left til ours can word vomit on us first thing in the morning.

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  13. MollySeptember 3, 2010 at 9:37 AM

    I adore this. I can see it perfectly. Oh bob.

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  14. SandraDecember 3, 2010 at 6:16 AM

    you are a very busy mom

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