Overheard...

Here are some things you would have overheard tonight if you lived at our house:


* (Franz returns from getting his hair cut)
Me: Hi baby! (I haven't seen him yet.)
Franz: Hi honey... (soft mumbles from Franz to Buddy as Buddy greets him with his characteristic enthusiasm)... how was the rest of your day?
Me: Hang on, I am almost done with this game. (I finish and come around the corner.) Wow... they cut it short.
Franz: You hate it, don't you?
Me: Ummm... honey, "hate" is such a strong word. (We both crack up.)

(a little later)

Me: I feel so sorry for your poor head. You are going to get so sunburned.
Franz: Well, I'll wear a hat.
Me: Yeah, you are going to have to. Don't forget to pack a hat because you are going to need it. Your poor head... the hair is so short the sun is going to just kill your head.
Franz: Don't worry, I'll bring my hat.
Me: And sunglasses, too.
Franz: (sigh)


* After dinner:
Franz: Aren't you going to put on your new fuzzy socks?
Me: But I haven't washed them yet. They are dirty.
Franz: C'mon... they are brand new! No one has worn them.
Me: Good point. Okay. (I put on the socks.)
Franz: Awww.... you have Grover (muppet from Sesame Street) Feet!!
Me: (laughing, then long pause) Hey!! How long have you been waiting to tell me I have Grover Feet?? Did you get these for me just so you could say I have Grover Feet??
Franz: Nope, I just thought of it right now. (long pause) But it's true, isn't it?
Me: Yeah. (long pause) You can rub my Grover Feet if you want. (big grin)


*Later on in the evening:
Me: I think I like your hair. Yep, you are definitely cute.
Franz: (mutes t.v.) Really?
Me: Absolutely... you are adorable. You look like you are in the military.
Franz: (looks at me with a big skeptical look)
Me: WHAT?!?! That's not *always* a bad thing.
Franz: (shakes his head, un-mutes t.v., and goes back to watching it)


*Still later as he is tucking me in:
Me: That was weird.
Franz: What?
Me: I breathed in and my nose made this whistling noise that sounded exactly like the opening notes of that Cameo song "Word Up".
Franz: (cracks up laughing and shaking his head, then spells out...) W-O-R-D... UP! Everybody say....
Me: Shush! (pause as Franz is still smiling at me) Aren't you glad I can still make you laugh after all this time?

I love you, Franz.

That's all for now.

Love to all,

Sherry