Fi-Fo. Say What?

Me: Beaumont. You're lying on top of your dad. Beaumont: What? Me? Really? Me: Yes. Really. You need to get off him. Beau: I think you mean, "my dad is lying under me." He needs to move. Me: He was there first. Beau: First in. First out. You know. FI-FO. Me: Excuse me? Beau: FI-FO.... Continue Reading →

In a Word… No.

Beaumont: So... let me get this straight. You're off to the coast again for two weeks. Without me. Me: That would be right. Beau: And you think that's ok? Me: I'm not sure it's about ok or not ok Beau. It's all about my grandchildren and my seeing them. Beau: And what about me? Me:... Continue Reading →

See. Ball. Go. Fetch.

Me: So... what are you waiting for? Beaumont: For you to fetch the ball? Me: Why don't you? Beau: Because you're two feet away and can easily reach it? Me: Was that a question or a statement? Beau: Does it matter? Me: Seriously Beau. You need to stop answering my questions with a question mark... Continue Reading →

Give A Dawg Some Peace

Beaumont: Seriously. Who let the cat on the bed? Me: Ummm... Beau. Who let the dawg on? Beau: Ya but, I live here. Me: Yabuts run in fields. Beau: Oh my. Yabuts. Rabbits. Ha! Ha! You probably think you're funny. Me: Don't you? Beau: Nope. Louise: Not even a little bit...? Beau: Nope. Now, my... Continue Reading →

Sad. Confused. And Shaved!

Dear DawgAnn Danders, It's me. Beaumont. I've snuck onto my dad's laptop while he's taking a nap (with me on the bed of course.) I'm writing today because I'm confused. My mom has gone off to see the grandlittles (apparently there's a new little and she couldn't stay away). But here's the deal. While it's... Continue Reading →

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