Showing posts with label A Way With Words. Show all posts
Showing posts with label A Way With Words. Show all posts
Tuesday, August 9, 2016
Be What?
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Thursday, July 30, 2015
Defined
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Wednesday, March 4, 2015
He Told That Guy
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Friday, August 8, 2014
Nice
"Mom? Can I have another glass of milk, please?"
"Sure."
"I forgot to feed Teddy!"
"That's okay, you sit and finish eating. I'll get it."
"Mom? Why are you being so nice?"
"What does that mean? Aren't I always pretty nice?"
"I mean, you're always nice but you keep saying yes to things and being extra nice. But you were always nice. Before being nice. Now. Again. You're nice."
"You're pedaling back pretty hard right now."
"I'm not sure what that means, but you can keep being extra nice and that would be good."
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Tuesday, July 15, 2014
Now There's A "G" Word
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Thursday, July 10, 2014
Commute
"Hey Mom, Hey Moooooooooooooooom. Listen to my new made up word again! Mcpishy mcpishy mcpishy!"
"That's too loud for inside the car, Bud."
"Mcpishy!"
"Bob, the combination of this traffic and your craziness is making me nuts."
"Mcpishy mcpishy mcpishy!"
"Seriously, put a lid on it."
"What does that mean? Mcpishy?"
"Can it, Sir."
"What do you mean by that? Mcpishy mcpishy?"
"Take it down a notch."
"Mcpishy! My notches don't go down!"
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Tuesday, July 8, 2014
Good-er
"Bob, now that we've seen the doctor about those big mosquito bite welts, we'll get you all lined out."
"What does that mean? Lined out?"
"Like, sorted out."
"What's that?"
"You know, squared away."
"Mom! What are you talking about?"
"Fixed up. All better."
"Why didn't you just say that? Why did you have to use all of those weird catch-phrases?"
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Wednesday, June 25, 2014
The British Are Coming
"Listen to this, Mom. I've been practicing my English accent, 'Oxy Clean gets the tough stains out!'"
"Oh, wow."
"'Oxy Clean gets the tough stains out!'"
"Nice."
"Did you hear how good it is? 'Oxy Clean gets the tough stains out!'"
"All right."
"It's just like the Oxy Clean guy! See, Mom? I can speak another language!"
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Wednesday, May 14, 2014
Say It Again
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Friday, May 2, 2014
And That's Enough
"Okay, Bob. Beaches."
"B-E-A-C-H-E-S."
"Great. Okay, the next word is - enough."
"E-N- I don't know. I mean I really have no idea."
"I remember learning to spell that word because it's a hard one. When I had to spell it I would say the sounds of the letters to like this - Ee-Nah-Oh-Ugg-Guh-Huh. Like that, see?
"And did everyone think you were crazy, Mom?"
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Friday, April 4, 2014
He Has So Much to Teach
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Wednesday, April 2, 2014
Crazymaker
"You're not right, Mom."
"I think I am."
"Well, you're not."
"Okay, you do it however you'd like. It's all up to you."
"I know I'm right... You still don't think I'm right?"
"I know you're not right."
"You aren't though."
"You asked my opinion. I'm not changing my mind."
"Okay, Mom. You're leaving me no choice but to disagree with you."
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Tuesday, March 4, 2014
Vocabs
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Monday, February 24, 2014
Moving: The Kitchen
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Wednesday, February 12, 2014
What These Guys Said
"Mom? I heard these guys talking and they kept saying, 'YOLO.' Is that a bad word?"
"No. It's an acronym for You Only Live Once."
"Oh, I get it. I know why they say that."
"Do you?"
"Yeah, because it's really true. Hey, Mom?'
"Yeah, Bob?'
"Can I have more of that ice cream with the peanut butter cups in it? Because YOLO!"
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Friday, December 6, 2013
With a Z
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Thursday, December 5, 2013
Multi-Lingual
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Monday, August 5, 2013
Word of the Day
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Tuesday, June 25, 2013
My Programs
"Mom, why is this show called 'Long Island Medium?'"
"Because it's about a lady who's a medium and she lives on Long Island."
"And she talks to dead people?"
"That's the concept, yes."
"What are those things on her fingers?"
"Those are fake fingernails. They're called acrylics."
"They look like claws. I bet they're really good for grabbing stuff. And fighting bears."
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Monday, February 18, 2013
The Whole Story
"Mom, earlier I got stuck in the closet because I went in there to see if my vampire teeth would glow in the dark and they sort of do but then the door shut all the way and me and Daisy were stuck in there because the knob wouldn't turn and I was yelling for you but you couldn't hear me because you were in the garage and then all of a sudden the vampire teeth got sort of scary but I got the door open and we got out and now I'm scarier than the teeth even though I don't glow in the dark because I'm bigger and they're just plastic teeth from Chuck E. Cheese, not from a real vampire."
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