Gimme Three Steps

I wasn’t able to post yesterday, so I have two days of stories and funny comments saved up for tonight’s blog.

A wasn’t feeling well when I got home last night and also this morning, so she stayed home from Yom Kippur services and I took M. (But she did go to gymnastics).

Some funny stories:

  • At services today, the rabbi gave a short sermon about being happy with who you are and not wanting to be someone else. At the end of it, M turned to me and said, "I wish I could be a noodle." I guess she wasn’t paying attention.
  • Tonight, at break-fast, I gave M some apple juice. She tried it and said, "Hmm. Pretty good!", like she was trying a glass of sauvignon blanc. Then, on the way home, a Wiggles song came on and she said, "I love this song SO much."
  • We passed by a house that an old friend of mine recently bought and which is quite large. I was complaining that they had this big house, and then said, "Oh, it’s just sour grapes. I am jealous." A looked at me and said, "I want to see the sour grapes!"
  • A looked at M today in the bath and said, "Look at that tushie! Just look at that tushie!" (which I always say to them).

There have been several new Halloween costume ideas: M: penguin, bunny. A: lion, dog, Allie. Not sure how I am going to find a basenji costume.

Shocking: M & A’s feet have grown two whole sizes since we bought sandals in May. They are now size 9! We spent $200 on 4 pairs of shoes today. Scary. At least they are cute.

M & A are getting a lot of laughs out of these few lines from "Gimme Three Steps" by southern rock band Lynyrd Skynyrd:

Gimme three steps, give me three steps mister, give me three steps towards your door

Gimme three steps, give me three steps mister, and you’ll never see me no more. FOR SURE!

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