At kamp they have a lot of different awards. Some serious, some not so serious. As David & I were tooling through the Kamps dropping off supplies, John runs up to inform us that he was "STUD OF THE DAY" and shows us the STUD STICK. I almost choked on my spit. WHO thinks my son is a STUD? My baby boy, he's such a little cutie... BUT NOT A STUD. I have no idea the story behind the picture but you can bet John was probably the reason the other boy was flat on his back!
My stud is flat on his back... taking a nap right now. He keeps on stirring and yells ..."where'd you go?" and I respond differently each time,
- I did a five mile run.
- I went to go dig in the sprite
- I went to town to get a brick.
- ..but why is the rum gone?
Each time he just says... OKAY... and goes back to sleep! Poor Man, SOOO tired.
2 comments:
Yeah....just wait until some little girl tells you YOUR SON IS HOT! (The nerve) I wanted to hand out a spanking to the young tart!
CeCe
I thought I was going to see you adding another wing onto your mansion with that title!
I think the word "stud" should be used, well, never... :o)
You're so funny! What a fun mom! :-)
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