A few days ago my brother announced to the world that he and his wife Rachel are having a child, baby, creature, luchador, alien, devil, imminent arrival of a human.
Needless to say this started the chatter of weird Mongolian Names, poopy diapers and sleepness nights.
I came across a post from my Cousing Devyn to my Brother that had me bustin' up HARD!
It is so funny that Devyn remembers this and even more so that my Brother said it. So now in the coming years we get to see him mold this child into a partial image of himself or something.
Get your Popcorn ready. The kid didnt even have a chance 20 or so years before it was born.
..."I still remember, from many years ago, your description of what you were gonna say to your hypothetical kid when you put him/her to bed at night:"Was that Freddy Krueger at the window? No? Alright... wait, is that a zombie in the closet? No? Okay... wait, is there a monster under your bed? Eh, I don't feel like going through the effort of checking. G'night!"Seriously though? You probably shouldn't do that. Just wouldn't be right. It'd traumatize the kid and ruin your relationship with him/her....so get Rachel to do it.".....
CLASSIC----
3 comments:
That sounds about right.. hahahaha
Matt,
All this time I never knew you had a blog! I just figured it out when you accepted my Baby Buff invitation and I clicked on your blogger profile. Anyway, I just want to officially note for the record that I will NOT be scaring our child in this way. :)
The baby and I will be up late watching zombie movies while rachel is sleeping :)
Post a Comment