tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86440688902307514072023-11-16T01:29:40.060-06:00Stout Boyz FunniesThis is a blog about three FUNNY little boys:
Ryan - 12,
Andrew - 10,
Luke - 7Mousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07232979121555478247noreply@blogger.comBlogger487125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8644068890230751407.post-62450760069496241762015-10-03T10:42:00.001-05:002015-10-03T10:42:55.075-05:00Back to PreKLuke was singing the alphabet song and halfway through stopped and said, "Oh no - I forgot the words."Mousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07232979121555478247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8644068890230751407.post-54553147902766264142015-10-03T10:40:00.001-05:002015-10-03T10:40:53.888-05:00That Seems BackwardsWe always go to Sonic on Fridays and the boys get slushes. I tend to sample their drinks before passing back to them.
<br>Yesterday I started to take a sip of Ryan's and he yelled, "Don't drink mine - I think I have a cold!"Mousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07232979121555478247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8644068890230751407.post-8964545869572595202015-09-07T15:44:00.001-05:002015-09-07T15:44:37.152-05:00Future InterrogatorI just heard Luke say to his friend, "I know you're lying! You broke eye contact with me!"Mousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07232979121555478247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8644068890230751407.post-60072139905329601622015-08-03T17:24:00.000-05:002015-08-03T17:24:08.367-05:00Fine ArtDon's work uses video phones often and when he takes a call this way, the other person always chuckles. It hit him today that there must be something in the view of the camera and he finally realized what it is.<br />
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We were in his office early in the summer and Luke did a little white board art for him!</div>
<br />Mousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07232979121555478247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8644068890230751407.post-53485776286580097372015-07-08T12:23:00.001-05:002015-07-08T12:23:06.256-05:00There's a Party We Haven't DoneGot a chuckle today in Walmart when there was an overhead announcement for "someone from the Jones party please return to the pharmacy."
<br>Luke was with me and said, "That's weird. Why would you have your party at Walmart?"Mousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07232979121555478247noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8644068890230751407.post-86815581015517058202015-07-01T12:24:00.001-05:002015-07-01T12:24:03.476-05:00Math SkillsLuke just told me that he's 7 1/2. I said he was actually older than that and he replied, "I'm 7 and 5 quarters?!"Mousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07232979121555478247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8644068890230751407.post-421608561679321542015-06-23T09:01:00.001-05:002015-06-23T09:01:36.925-05:00For Undercover Reasons?From Luke... "If I ever get a fake ID, it's gonna say my name is Phil Bummersnazzle."Mousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07232979121555478247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8644068890230751407.post-56538549171666426762015-06-21T11:33:00.001-05:002015-06-21T11:33:45.446-05:00Summer is Brain FreeJust heard Ryan ask Andrew, "How do you spell Phoenix? I'm not using my brain right now..."Mousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07232979121555478247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8644068890230751407.post-72191666924412872862015-06-03T19:35:00.001-05:002015-06-03T19:35:55.510-05:00Fast and FuriousAndrew was driving us to the pool in the golf cart. I was already nervous since he's not quite the best driver yet. Then I hear him ask, "You think I can drift in this?"Mousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07232979121555478247noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8644068890230751407.post-69911784231984918642015-05-16T15:53:00.001-05:002015-05-16T15:53:53.664-05:00Learning Through SicknessRyan wasn't feeling good recently but I had to leave him home while I took Andrew for a golf lesson. Here is the text stream that went on between us while I was out…
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<br>Ryan:
<br>I'm feeling a lot worse.
<br>I through up.
<br> Me:
<br> Sorry - I can't get home yet though. Lay down and we'll be home as soon as lesson is over.
<br>OK
<br> FYI - it's "threw" up
<br>I don't care
<br> You should always want to learn
<br>Now I have a fever
<br> What is it?
<br>99.9
<br> The ibuprofen should start working soon. Drink more water!
<br>Ok
<br>I THREW up again
<br> At least you're learning!
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<br>I wasn't too thrilled for him to have a phone but his texting usually leaves me giggling...Mousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07232979121555478247noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8644068890230751407.post-70296671605642031512015-05-14T20:46:00.001-05:002015-05-14T20:46:35.882-05:00He Kids You NotLuke said this to me earlier...
<br>"I'm not even kidding.
<br>This teacher at school,
<br>I'm not even kidding,
<br>She teaches kindergarten,
<br>I'm not even kidding,
<br>She's taught for...
<br>I'm not even kidding,
<br>25 years!
<br>I'm. Not. Even. Kidding.Mousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07232979121555478247noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8644068890230751407.post-16783382741136537822015-04-22T13:56:00.001-05:002015-04-22T13:56:39.636-05:00No Thank YouOut of the blue, Luke asked me, "If someone wants to marry you, do you have to say yes to them?"
<br>He seemed overly relieved when I told him no.Mousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07232979121555478247noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8644068890230751407.post-3362917090927009902015-03-21T19:54:00.000-05:002015-03-21T20:13:07.573-05:00So Tired and So FunnyLuke was laughing hysterically for no reason so Andrew asked, "Do you have the tired willies?" Ryan let him know the phrase is really "sleepy sillies."Mousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07232979121555478247noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8644068890230751407.post-36433575027466031042015-03-19T18:10:00.001-05:002015-03-19T18:10:26.832-05:00Steve Should Change His NameLuke was reading names of famous LA Dodgers at the spring training game we went to.
<br>Luke: Steve Gravy
<br>Me: Nope that says Steve Garvey.
<br>Luke: Garvey's a dumb name. Gravy is awesome!Mousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07232979121555478247noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8644068890230751407.post-31064570051023016312015-03-19T18:08:00.001-05:002015-03-19T18:08:28.511-05:00Larry and the BananaInside joke but I want the boys to remember how funny it was at the time...
<br>At breakfast on vacation, a guy jumped in front of a couple waiting for our breakfast table. The lady turned to her husband and in a very Jersey voice, said, "Laaaaaary, that guy just sat at the table! With a banana!!"Mousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07232979121555478247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8644068890230751407.post-37455276503276089512015-03-13T15:52:00.001-05:002015-03-13T15:52:46.343-05:00That's What Dirt Looks Like?Driving to vacation, we were out of Oklahoma and came up on some dirt fields. Andrew asked if there had been a fire there and we said we didn't know but it didn't look like it. He asked, "So why is the dirt so dark?"
<br>Guess he's pretty accustomed to the red dirt of home...Mousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07232979121555478247noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8644068890230751407.post-1482878605904913102015-02-23T20:42:00.001-06:002015-02-23T20:42:21.143-06:00The Staler the BetterI was handing Luke a snack to take to school and he looked at what I was giving him and said, "I don't really want those. They don't taste good."
<br>I told him I just bought them and they were fine.
<br>He replied, "That's why I don't like them. I don't like them when they're fresh."
<br>The best part is that the snack I offered him was a box of raisins. Strangely enough he does like grapes...Mousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07232979121555478247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8644068890230751407.post-36238230967907518092015-02-10T20:01:00.001-06:002015-02-10T20:01:40.385-06:00Ultimate FightingI commented on the bright headlights on the plane flying above us and Ryan said, "That's not a plane - it's a helicopter."
<br>Luke looked up and yelled, "It's a UFC!"Mousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07232979121555478247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8644068890230751407.post-48724425202017159332015-02-10T19:58:00.000-06:002015-02-10T19:59:01.036-06:00He Really Wants an AfroLuke: "I have bad hair. One part is straight. And one part has a big hill."Mousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07232979121555478247noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8644068890230751407.post-2016241635857892392015-02-01T19:40:00.000-06:002015-02-01T19:41:01.551-06:00How Do You Think He Really FeelsI ate a bunch of junk yesterday and had a pretty awful stomach ache. I was being a bit dramatic and Don said, "Boys - I think mom is in labor. She's gonna have a baby!"
<br>Ryan yelled, "Yay!"
<br>Luke yelled, "Yay!"
<br>Andrew groaned, "UGH!"Mousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07232979121555478247noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8644068890230751407.post-57052812683326349982015-01-28T07:30:00.001-06:002015-01-28T07:30:47.411-06:00Don't Look in the ClosetLast night I reminded Luke that Don had told him he needed to clean his room. He came back a couple of minutes later and said he was done. I asked if Daddy would think it was done. He looked alarmed and asked, "Do you think Daddy will look in the closet?"Mousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07232979121555478247noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8644068890230751407.post-20446257143625875792015-01-21T09:18:00.001-06:002015-01-21T09:18:43.558-06:00A Christmas WishOn a Christmas card that Luke did at school...
<br>"Mom I hope that you fel beter. Dad I hope that you dote git fird frem yrk!"
<br>Translation - ... I hope that you don't get fired from work!
<br>I was recovering from ankle surgery and apparently Don was slacking at work!Mousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07232979121555478247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8644068890230751407.post-7892654152127630572015-01-16T18:46:00.001-06:002015-01-16T18:46:28.397-06:00Haters Gonna HateAndrew: We were talking about prepositions today.
<br>Ryan: I hate prepositions.
<br>Andrew: For some reason everyone loves the preposition "but". And it didn't help when my teacher said, "How do you use but?"Mousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07232979121555478247noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8644068890230751407.post-29942918723826999492015-01-06T11:02:00.000-06:002015-01-06T11:03:11.497-06:00War and Sweat<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEideQh3uVa1KHZokKufQq7wtrEs2cdjIkrGxm2pH5_uhDXCFQkx61d5Xo6YIkfyY9P6oL0iiJgdPV33bIgbVggurWlaj0z_MCYpP_XHjWn3wZliPDrQo8GxLa_tqAQwLVPCfkL3HDKWSFc9/s1600/image1-791498.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEideQh3uVa1KHZokKufQq7wtrEs2cdjIkrGxm2pH5_uhDXCFQkx61d5Xo6YIkfyY9P6oL0iiJgdPV33bIgbVggurWlaj0z_MCYpP_XHjWn3wZliPDrQo8GxLa_tqAQwLVPCfkL3HDKWSFc9/s320/image1-791498.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6101275024389790498" /></a></p>After a ginormous game of war, I heard Ryan say, "That game was fun!"
<br>Luke ran after him yelling, "Yeah! But sweaty!"
<br>Here's a pic of their "war costumes"...Mousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07232979121555478247noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8644068890230751407.post-59897110618691031162014-12-22T10:52:00.001-06:002014-12-22T10:52:11.602-06:00Good StrategyLuke came flying into my room earlier carrying a sword and yelling to whoever was chasing him, "You can't hit me! I'm near something breakable!"Mousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07232979121555478247noreply@blogger.com0