Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Don't Stop at Two...

For those of you who do not know me, I have three sons. Yep, that's right, the clowns you see here are my spawn, but I am not singularly responsible for this genetic blend of intelligence and raw humor that you see depicted. My husband is partly to blame. All three of our boys are highly intelligent, I promise, but what is most outstanding to me is their simply defining senses of humor. While other people skim through life with a smile here and there, my husband and I pretty much belly laugh down the highway of life.

Of particular interest today is my youngest son who gave his analysis of women with tattoos over breakfast this morning. It seems that, and I quote, " women shouldn't get tattoos on their chests because they will sag one day and that is just disturbing."

There you have it folks...straight from the mouth of Jonathan. Please do not stop reproducing if you only have two children. I can almost promise you that your third child will be a near-perfect blend of poetry and complete and utter lack of self-control. You may question your own sanity, but you will not be bored.