Story Part 1: I told the kids that I was drinking a lot of fluids because going to give blood.
Part 2: Michael gasps, looks at me with a very alarmed look on his face, takes my hand and says, "No, Mom! You need your blood to LIVE!" I explained that while I do indeed need blood to live, I can give a little bit of it away to help sick people.
Part 3: While making dinner that night, Michael commented that the ground meat looked bloody. He asked if I could give that away instead of my own blood. I said no.
Part 4: While I was away donating, Jeff put Michael to bed. Michael explained to Jeff that I was going to be giving cow's blood away to help sick people.
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While passing the party supply aisle at Target, Michael hollars, "Mom! We have GOT to get one of these!"
"What is it Michael?"
"A Hi-yah-ta. You know...you go 'Hi-yah' to it."
"You mean pinata?"
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Jeff was reading a story to Michael before bed. It had a mare, a colt, and a stallion in it.
Jeff asked, "Michael, do you know what a mare is?"
Michael looks him like he's crazy. "Yes. It's the person in charge of the town."
And he's the one that has never lived in the south!
3 comments:
I love Michael stories. More, more, more....
Mare....that is priceless.
Laughing is a good way to start the day...thanks, Michael :)
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