March 14, 2008

Our little angel

Ted loves him some cereal. The man can't get enough. I honestly don't think he would have any issues about eating it for breakfast, lunch, and dinner except that someone somewhere told him he's supposed to eat vegetables every once in a while, too.

I love cereal as well, but the only time I get to eat it is on Saturday and MAYBE Sunday (if we're not running late (which is usually every week)). I leave the house at 6:30 for work now, so breakfast is a piece of fruit or bread on my way out the door. Or, peanut M&Ms, of course, which can always be found somewhere in my car, desk, or on my person.

But I digress.

Did you ever wonder what your future children would get from you? Did or do the queries continue as you searched or search for a spouse? Whose traits will they inherit, good and bad? This is one of our favorite games. (For the record, if it's a boy, we definitely want him to have Ted's boobs.) I have a feeling that with Ted's much love for the crunchety goodness that can only be made better with some nice cold milk, and my, um, couth, this is what we might end up with.







Another bowl, anyone?

5 comments:

dana said...

Okay I seriously wonder about the parents that set up that little photo shoot...um, unless that's one of your nephews?

And I'm so happy you love hanging with my family, even if it is virtually. They love having you over. And yes! we'd love some Pat Benatar in the garage.

Renee said...

I'm speechless. You've actually rendered me speechless...

Anna said...

Oh my goodness, that is way way way way too funny. I can't breathe!

Jennette said...

This is one of those times when that puny description, LOL, is just not enough! Bravo.

Jean said...

Hahahaha... hahaha.. ha... hahahaha!!! Hahaha. Ha. Great.

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