tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2453449930549388666.post72707902673261640..comments2023-10-26T02:59:15.155-07:00Comments on Much Ado About Nothing: Hop on my back Mom!stonerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17541843369787594516noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2453449930549388666.post-87616385209265550092009-03-27T05:44:00.000-07:002009-03-27T05:44:00.000-07:00I had to look up the spelling of Cheetos before I ...I had to look up the spelling of Cheetos before I posted... so don't feel too bad.<BR/><BR/>At least you didn't misspell "discreet"... repeatedly!Williamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09665574629812774975noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2453449930549388666.post-70200938680945715782009-03-26T20:51:00.000-07:002009-03-26T20:51:00.000-07:00Crap! I can't even spell cheetos right!Crap! I can't even spell cheetos right!stonerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17541843369787594516noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2453449930549388666.post-76190411969129644972009-03-26T20:29:00.000-07:002009-03-26T20:29:00.000-07:00Cheetle? I learn something new every day.....Your...Cheetle? I learn something new every day.....<BR/><BR/>Your description of his cheetoh cheetle made me want to yack! Gross! Gross! Gross! I read it to Robert...and he concurs.....stonerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17541843369787594516noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2453449930549388666.post-19314147404292993232009-03-26T15:20:00.000-07:002009-03-26T15:20:00.000-07:00Not much related, but Booger-boy from school will ...Not much related, but Booger-boy from school will often offer me a Cheeto. When I turn him down, he insists, "but they're so good!" Of course, I'm thinking, "Gah!... Like I'd eat anything you had in your hands, buddy!"<BR/><BR/>Then, if I'm not paying close attention to him, when he is finished eating his Cheetos, he'll roll the cheetle into a boogery ball and eat that too! Gah!<BR/><BR/>http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=cheetleWilliamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09665574629812774975noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2453449930549388666.post-30741418489800182882009-03-26T13:38:00.000-07:002009-03-26T13:38:00.000-07:00My kids want to drive too. They fight over who ge...My kids want to drive too. They fight over who gets to steer home from church.<BR/><BR/>I'm the one that always ask them to do crazy stuff. I'll tell Kayt, "I'll give you a dollar if you eat this pepper."<BR/><BR/>Loved the cartoon!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2453449930549388666.post-14492288188325381142009-03-26T11:18:00.000-07:002009-03-26T11:18:00.000-07:00Amberly, my little Sassy is a backseat driver. So...Amberly, my little Sassy is a backseat driver. Sometimes it is funny, other times, downright annoying. She will scream, "It is green! It is green! GO!" And I will say, "I have to wait for the person in front of me first." And she will say, "Just run them over." I am worried about her....It looks like she was born with a healthy sense of road rage--I am so proud! :Pstonerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17541843369787594516noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2453449930549388666.post-66192895339378443852009-03-26T08:35:00.000-07:002009-03-26T08:35:00.000-07:00Abby asks me on a regular basis if she can drive. ...Abby asks me on a regular basis if she can drive. "I can do it Mom I promise, I'm tall enough!!".Amberlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07739191151896667170noreply@blogger.com