Thursday, May 27, 2010

A strange child

Josh told me tonight that my dinner smelled good...but...it was a little slanty. Ryan and I both looked at each other with raised eyebrows. What the heck does that even mean? When questioned, Josh didn't have an answer either. Just that it was slanty. Whatever. What a strange child I have.

3 comments:

Sarah@The Best Stuff said...

Slanty. Hmmm. Never heard that one before. :) Well, hang onto it. It can become your own family slang.

Sarah said...

Ha ha! That's so funny! Geez, I'm so excited for Peter to actually be able to say more than a few words to me that I haven't really thought about the time that will come when he can criticize my cooking!

ASRussell said...

hahaha...that is so funny...I just love that kid!