Christmas Comics

The other day, we were in the car and Nathan was singing the song which I'm sure you have all heard and maybe even sung yourselves, "Jingle bells, Batman smells, Robin laid a gun, Shot a guy and made him cry in 1989 . . ." Caleb thought that was pretty funny, so he made up his own version, "Jingle underwear, Batman smells like underwear, Jingle underwear, Robin laid a underwear, Shot a underwear, and made it poop, in underwear . . ."

Last night, the boys were getting into bed, and Caleb asked for a drink of water. After he took a drink, he said, "Aaahh".

Nathan said, "Caleb, that's really annoying. You say 'aaahh' after you drink every time."

"Not every time!"

"Yeah, pretty much!"

"No, pretty much not!"

Uncle Math came over on Christmas morning for breakfast, and because Santa came here for him. He opened a present that was a tin, Grinch box thing.

Caleb said, "It's a Grinch lunch box!"

"Well, it's pretty small to be a lunch box. What's in it?" Math asked

"Lunch!"

"Oh." He opened up the tin, and there were Grinch boxers! "That's some interesting lunch."
"Oh, I guess it's not lunch."

Aunt Angie said that about a week ago she was in the car with Talon, listening to Christmas music.

Talon said, "She must know Grandpa Brent."

"Who?" Angie asked.

"The girl that's singing."

"Why would she know Grandpa Brent?"

"She is singing about Jesus. Grandpa Brent knows a lot about Jesus, too."

I have a really mean habit of tackling Nathan, pinning him down to the ground, calling Zoee over, and telling her to give Nathan kisses. It serves as a pretty sweet payback (she gets him wet to point that he looks like he just got out of the shower, almost)! So the other day, I decided to do it to Caleb when we were wrestling. I didn't even let her kiss him enough for him to fully enjoy it, and he was kinda half-gagging when I stood him up and he said, "Mom said Zoee can't do that to me anymore, because it makes me cough." He is pretty good at making up excuses, I think.