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April 12, 2007

From the "Thank Heavens He Has No Idea What He's Saying" Department

We spent last weekend travelling. At one point we stopped for a meal at Cracker Barrel, where the kids love to play with the toys while we wait for our table. Apparently one of the toys is a rubber chicken, which my six year old loves.

As we pulled into the parking lot, he became excited. "Yay!" he exclaimed. "I want to go play with the toys! Now I can choke the chicken while we wait for our table!"

It was ten minutes before we could get out of the car with anything approaching a straight face.

Posted by lynx at April 12, 2007 9:24 AM

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How funny!!!!!!!!!

Posted by: Kamrin at April 12, 2007 9:59 AM

Bahahahaha!

Posted by: KathyJo at April 12, 2007 10:59 AM

ROTFLOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Posted by: Pensguys at April 12, 2007 11:25 AM

Good one!

Of course he has the advantage of being too young to know better.

My mother, bragging to all her friends about my brother's Superbowl commercial and describing the main character's costume, had been telling everyone it was the ad where the guy was running around with a heart on.

Posted by: L at April 12, 2007 8:56 PM

We had a similar moment that involved our dd trying to slice some cheese. You can imagine the rest. ;)

Posted by: Drew at April 13, 2007 7:59 AM

That's my Friday morning laugh!
Thanks. I really needed that!

Posted by: Elisheva Levin at April 13, 2007 10:06 AM

oh good lord. I'd say "like father, like son" but I don't know Jeff welll enough to make that assumption ;-)

Posted by: sozzled at April 14, 2007 10:01 PM

ROFL. I love kids, and that they're so funny w/o having ANY idea.


The boys held a little karaoke session the other day on our long drive to the field trip. They butchered John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt. I couldn't get anything out for the rest of the drive. ~Dy

Posted by: Dy at April 15, 2007 2:25 AM

ROFL!!!!!!

Posted by: Patty (Tutu) at April 16, 2007 8:57 AM

Ah, Cracker Barrel. Alas and alack, like Waffle Houses, they are not available to me during my tenure in California. No rubber chickens to choke, no rocking chairs to try out, no golf tee games to play on the table... no biscuits with white gravy, no chicken fried steak, no Cracker Barrel coffee... this alone may explain why there will be righteous celebrating when the Army moves our family back over the Rocky mountains. Love the story and I'm now filled with sadness at the memory of C.B. :-D

Posted by: Cath at April 17, 2007 11:19 PM

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