Tuesday, January 10, 2006

I would go out tonight
but I haven't got a stitch to wear

I have been teaching the Kid about 'pockets.' You put things in them. Money, marshmallows, what have you.

This has gone totally awry as now he thinks any opening in clothing is a pocket - and he has been putting quarters down my shirt. I hope this isn't an indication of a strip club habit later in life.
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6 Comments:

Blogger Jodi said...

There is a great, absurb short film called Pocket that this post reminded me of. I don't know if it can be found online, but I'll look around.

Tuesday, January 10, 2006 9:58:00 PM  
Blogger Jen14221 said...

Will is all about pockets. But not his pcokets - MINE. I always have to put his Thomas trains in my pockets to carry them upstairs, downstairs, outside, inside, etc. he can only carry 3 or 4 at a tiime and he needs to have 6 or 7 with him so he needs me and my pockets.

Wednesday, January 11, 2006 6:06:00 AM  
Blogger anne said...

"I hope this isn't an indication of a strip club habit later in life."

hahaha! You have me rolling over here!

My older son used to shove his hands down my shirt when he was a baby. In public.

Wednesday, January 11, 2006 8:12:00 AM  
Blogger Giao said...

Ha!! =)

Wednesday, January 11, 2006 8:38:00 AM  
Blogger Will said...

That's hillarious. Thanks.

Wednesday, January 11, 2006 9:13:00 AM  
Blogger Yvett said...

Oh Jenn, I couldn't stop laughing again! HA! HA!

Wednesday, January 11, 2006 4:40:00 PM  

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