Tuesday, May 6, 2008

My Lady...

Last night, Rich and I were sitting on the couch with Greeley while Atlee finished her dinner. All of a sudden she stops eating, looks at us, comes running over, turns her back to us and says, "Hold on- I gotta toot on you." And did.

4 comments:

AdkJen said...

Glad to see that that little endearing quality is not gender specific! Gavin (who will be six in two weeks) has decided that it's just the greatest thing to do, especially to almost complete strangers. Hey if mom and dad are standing there talking to them, they deserve to feel a toot on their foot and see him running away giggling. Oh manners are almost completely lost on that one :) His "Please can I sit on your lap?" is shortly followed by the toot, laugh and "excuse me!" This'll be a story to relay in full glory and much to his chagrin when he is older... O no, not really, I'm not really one of those mean parents! :D

Anonymous said...

This made me laugh out loud!!! :-)
It's Deanna...I can't leave my screen name for some reason.

Anonymous said...

If she'd only thought of this while we were in Myrtle Beach, she might have been able to defeat Grandpa.
(It's Mom. I couldn't remember my ID or password.)

John A. Magee said...

I wouldn't count on tooting for an Atlee victory over Grandpa.

Grandpa's a tremendous tooter.