A boy's story is the best that is ever told.


Saturday, November 12, 2011

Bop-bop Is Trained

Nov 10th was Grpa Howie's 76th Birthday so the boys and I spent the evening with him.  When Grma Bobbie arrive at our house to pick him up I was sharing some of the weeks funny stories.  The one in particular was about KBug trying to get Grma Jean to give him another cookie.  He is very persistent.  Grma kept telling him no because he had already had one.  He kept pointing and grunting, finally he gave up, turned around and starting hollering Bop-bop!  Bop-bop!  Which is Grpa.  Grma Bobbie looked at KBug and said boy you got Grpa David trained don't you.  Then she asked him "Do you have Grpa trained Keenan?"  His cheeks curled up from behind his nookie and he shook his head yes.  Boy did we all bust out laughing.  Then Grma said "Do you have Mommy trained Keenan?"  He turned and looked at me, looked back at Grama and shook his head no.  Again we busted out laughing.  So we continued with Daddy, which in turn was a yes.  And then Grma, which was no.  I am pretty sure considering the topic of discussion he is correct.   

Thursday, November 3, 2011

Trying To Make His Brother Mad

Last night Dylan was playing the Wii (Lego Bat) in his bedroom.  KBug loves to play (so he thinks) too.  Sometimes I think Dylan has just had enough of his brother and tends to rough house a little harder than he realizes.  The boys were having fun playing Wii with each other until KBug started screaming like he often does...and let me tell you he is loud.  I could hear Dylan yelling at KBug to be quiet, and of course this just instigates him to scream longer, louder, and more often.  Apparently Dylan had enough and got up and made him be quiet.  KBug started to cry so Mommy to the rescue.  I took him out of Dylan's room, comforting him and tried to play with him.  As soon as he was done crying he quickly got off Mommy's lap and started making his way to Dylan's room.  I followed to make sure nothing happened.  KBug walked into the entry of Dylan's room and started to scream.  He just stood in the doorway looking right at Dylan and kept screaming.  Stop.  Scream again, over and over.  All the while staring right at Dylan.  Oh boy this little Bug of ours is going to be something else.  He tries to let us all now that he isn't taking any crap from anyone.