Tuesday, May 22, 2007

Vegetable Art, part 3

I SEE YOU LOOKING AT ME FROM YOUR MONTIOR


SHAME ON YOU FOR PEEKING

Being a full-time mother is one of the highest salaried jobs... since the payment is pure love. ~Mildred B. Vermont

A suburban mother's role is to deliver children obstetrically once, and by car forever after. ~Peter De Vries

Nance's New Mouse for Her Computer


Mother - that was the bank where we deposited all our hurts and worries.

~T. DeWitt Talmage
My hubby's license photo. He is my hero. Ain't he cute.


A man's work is from sun to sun, but a mother's work is never done.

~Author Unknown



A man loves his sweetheart the most, his wife the best, but his mother the longest.


~Irish Proverb


Insanity is hereditary; you get it from your children.


~Sam Levenson

Raising teenagers is like trying to nail Jell-O to a tree.


We spend the first twelve months of our children's lives teaching them to walk and talk


and the next twelve telling them to sit down and shut up.


Cleaning your house while your kids are still growing is like clearing the drive

before it has stopped snowing.



The Photo


I was taking a shower when my two-year-old son came into the bathroom


and wrapped himself in toilet paper.


Although he made a mess, he looked adorable, so I ran for my camera and took a few shots.


They came out so well that I had copies made and included one with each of our Christmas cards.


Days later, a relative called about the picture, laughing hysterically, and suggested I take a closer look at it.


Puzzled, I stared at the photo and was shocked to discover that in addition to my son, I had captured my reflection in the mirror -- wearing nothing but a camera!


This is one holiday greeting my family will never forget!


My son's dog "Spookie". We don't have to walk him very often.



Dear Bubba,


I have been unable to sleep since I broke off your engagement to my daughter.


Will you forgive and forget?


I was much too sensitive about your Mohawk, tattoo and pierced nose. I now realize that motorcycles aren't really that dangerous, and I really should not have reacted that way to the fact that you have never held a job. I am sure, too, that some other very nice people live under the bridge in the park.


Sure my daughter is only 18 and wants to marry you instead of going to Harvard on full scholarship. After all, you can't learn everything about life from books.


I sometimes forget how backward I can be. I was wrong. I was a fool. I have now come to my senses, and you have my full blessing to marry my daughter.


Sincerely,


Your future father-in-law


P.S. Congratulations on winning this week's lottery.



Since my 16-year-old son recently received a prepaid cell phone as a gift, I've asked him to use it to call home if he's out past his curfew.

One Saturday night while waiting up for him, I dozed off in front of the TV. Later I woke to realize that there was no sign of him, and there had been no call. Irate, I punched in his number.


When he answered, I demanded, "Where are you, and why haven't you bothered to call?"


"Dad," he sleepily replied, "I'm upstairs in bed. I've been home for an hour."



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