Fruit Inspection

Oh how I wish I could share the conversation that took place in my shower Sunday morning between Emery and his dad. As they cleaned up for church together, Emery began making comments about certain male body parts, not knowing all the proper terms and had us rolling with laughter.

Not sure I could do the story justice by making it family friendly. Use your imagination. It was hilarious!

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One night Jeremy and I were sitting outside on the porch swing while the kids rode their bikes in the yard. At one point Emery sped past us and said, “Hi Mom! Hi Steve!”

We looked at each other funny and flagged Emery down for clarification.

“Hey Dude, my name is Jeremy. But you can call me Dad.”

Emery, very matter of factly replied, ” I know. Bye Mom! Bye Steve!”

And he was off.

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On a recent car ride the kids were bickering over something in the backseat. I am really getting tired of being in the middle of their petty disagreements and had decided to just let them try to settle it themselves.

Savannah was getting increasingly frustrated with her brother, who was not backing down, and finally settled the matter with a huff saying, “Tell it to the judge, Emery!!!!”