File today's post under:
More reasons why I know my son is my kid.
Well..maybe not as much 'know' as 'highly suspect' as he has a penchant for brown shorts and likes to deliver packages on time.
PoTAto..PoTAHto.
The other night, my 7 year-old son, Cam, slipped a piece of paper under the bathroom door as his 10 year old sister, Payton, was taking a shower.
Me: "What was that?"
Cam: "A note for Payton."
Um...
Me: "What did it say?"
I didn't have a chance to hear his answer...
...because that's when I hear this from behind the bathroom door:
Payton: "SORRY FOR THE GRAVY?!"
Yep.
That's what she said.
Sorry for the gravy.
Because here's the note that Cam slipped under the door:
************
Dear Payton,
Sorry for the gravy.
Love Cam.
************
And here's how I know he's my son.
Me (reading the note): "Sorry about the gravy?"
Cam (laughing): "Yeah!"
Me: "What does that even mean?"
*blink
He looks at me, still laughing, shrugs and says:
Cam: "I have no idea."
Awesome.
Random, unintelligible humor.
That's my boy...
...and to all of you out there, he apologizes for the gravy.
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
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Of course you know that when the time comes and there really is gravy, he's already apologized in advance.
Awesome! I hope my kids are random.
My kids are 7 & 10. My daughter writes random notes as well. I could completely see this happening in my house!
Well, except it would be more like "Dear Troy, I wish you were a pop tart"
Sorry about the gravy? WOW. The apple doesn't fall far does it?
Did he eat her gravy?
That sounded inappropriate.
Too cute, too funny.
It's about damn time someone apologized for the gravy!
Oh, and you might tell Payton to check her shoes before putting them on. I have a feeling there might be some gravy in there.
God good thing you apologized to all of us for that gravy incident, because it pissed me off.
LOL that is awesome...reminds me of a saying I use all the time and I don't know why "You're my #1 Gravy Baby"...i have no idea
Wow. An advance apology. Sounds like the gravy is gonna hit the fan all over your daughter!
He's got plans, that little man!
And I mean your son, not YOU!
Ha!
Thankfully, HIS definition of bathroom "gravy" and YOUR definition of bathroom "gravy" are different.
Mabey he spat in the family gravy and was willing to appoligize to his sister, but not to you ! I would be suspect of all gravy for a little while. Just in case...
Once again, sadly for the apple, it does not fall far from the tree!
There is gravy out there somewhere and the apology has already been accepted. (she took the note)
He has the makings of an evil genius or a politician. (the difference ,of course, being the "genius" part)
How can you not get that joke? It's brilliant. I'm still laughing...
It's about damn time SOMEONE apologized for the gravy.
Your kids are awesome! but I'd be a bit worried about finding gravy somewhere
Random = Genius.
PICKLE FARM!
Who apologizes for gravy?! 'Round these parts we'd be thanking him! Unless he stirred it with his penis...which I'm sure is better than a DNA test in determining he's your son.
Just a hunch.
Did he add the gravy before or after he short sheeted her bed?
Vinny: Good point.
That's what she said.
Alexia: That is the weirdest sentence ever.
Miley: Nope. Apple is really really close.
Vapid: WOMAN!
Meleah: Thank you. But what did you think about the story?
Opto: Well, if anyone's gonna apologize for the gravy, it's probably my boy.
Dazee: Tell me about it.
No idea.
Bird Shit: um.
k.
?
Quirky: Yes. He has plans.
I fear him.
Ed: I NEVER EVER THOUGHT OF THAT.
Thankfully.
PBScott: My kids don't eat gravy.
There goes that hunch.
Eva: A regular messed up orchard, that's for sure.
Ann: As long as he's not a liberal, I'm good with the politician thing.
Brutalism: EXPLAIN IT TO ME!
Yvonne: I get that a lot.
Bon Don: Where've you been, woman?!?!
Sassy: I know you're looking at me when you say that.
Malach: Are you saying your my son's father?
Sister: The hell?
Boom Boom: I don't know you people any more.
I gotta go with Ed on this one. That was my first thought.
Maybe "gravy" is Cam's word for.......and he just didn't want to explain it to YOU. Was he in there before Payton?
Ew.
I am sitting here pondering what he meant by that and I can't pinpoint it.
It is a good idea though. It makes me want to approach random strangers on the street, tap them on the shoulders and say to them in gloomy fashion, "hey man (or woman)...... I'm sorry about the gravy."
They'd be like, "what?"
Still speaking as if in a state of utter melancholy, "I'm just...so sorry about the gravy. I want you to know that."
"Uhh....gravy? What gravy? Who are you? What are you talking about?"
"You know about the gravy I speak of...and I am sorry for it."
Who knows how the conversation would unravel from there, but I seriously think I may try that. I have no shame in talking to strangers. If I do so, I will inform you of the outcome. Thanks for the inspiration!
Oh that is priceless. lol
This is great. He can pull a prank on her without actually doing anything. I see years of sibling tormenting ahead.
oh man AMA-ZING
totally stealing this and saying this to random people. perhaps emails. or even just writing a note and leaving it in random places
so your kid.
just random.
fun to see, I'll bet, the inherited sense of humor.
That made me laugh! Love it. I am coming over from the Empress's site because your comment about the roomy cardboard box made me laugh out loud! Definitely following you now...
LOL! That's frickin AWESOME... I can only hope my kid is that damn cool. And by the way, you totally have a new spot on my blogroll!
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