We have had a previuous installment of Grandma’s say, but this was from the other Grandma. 

As we sat down to breakfast, she was telling of a ‘lovely performance she had attended put on by the Norman Tabernacle Choir.

I am beginning to see where Hannah gets it.

On Friday I saw a friend who mentioned he was going overseas to teach English and bring them Jesus . The kids and I were chatting after the fact and Noah said “I thought that was ‘cool’ until I found out that it was about Jesus and then I thought it was ‘really cool. ‘”

Hannah added “it would be cool to teach English in a different country. I want to go to Australia.” Oh Hannah.

Noah is into Facebook, maybe a little too much, but he is doing well in school, wrestles, still plays his guitar and drums, so who am I to complain.

Anyway, last night he posted “Like this for a ‘first impression.’”, so I liked it. His reply:

“First impression: AHHHH WHYS IT SO BRIGHT?!?! AGHH THAT GUYS GIANT WAHHHHH.”

That kid cracks me up. Love you buddy.

Sunday morning, Hannah is watching ‘The Parent Trap’, the one with Lindsay Lohan. Noah is eating but can see the TV from the kitchen. I am in my office, trying to get some freelance work done, when from the other room I hear Noah say; “I know she got all drunk, and addicted to drugs and everything, but I want to know what happened to the other girl in this movie. I never hear anything about her.”

I had to stop working I was laughing so hard, and I went and gave him a hug. I love his twisted view of life.

We really don’t have time to go into the whole story because some times, when SOMEBODY tells a story, he can get a little long winded, especially after caffeine. So, I am going to present these two Noahisms, which I thought were quote-worthy simply on their own merit without the back-story.

“My English teacher is OK, but he talks the entire class time.”

“It’s is a good Christian song, it pumps me up, it makes me want to smash things.”

Yup, he said those.

We were out at a wing place for dinner the other night and the Reds game was on many of the TVs around the establishment. They were playing the Cardinals and Albert Pujols came up to bat.

I leaned over to Hannah and said, “see that guy honey, his name is spelled P-U-J-O-L-S but it is pronounced ‘poo holes’.” Without hesitation she said, “stinks to be him.”

I laughed and she threw me a puzzled look. I looked back and said, “poo holes – stinks.” She started laughing.

That child does not realize how funny she is.

Noah’s turn….

Driving home from Hannah’s dance class today, we passed a car with one of those school sports stickers on the rear window, it was Panthers, or some other feline mascot. Noah commented that a lot of the schools have cat mascots and went on to list them, ‘Panthers, Wildcats, Cougars….’ but he stopped after that last one and added, ‘but those are usually the teachers’.

That’s my boy…. and yes, it scares me a little too

Its been kinda quiet on the Kids Say front but over the past week, Hannah has blessed us with a few.

While away at Natural Bridge, KY last weekend we stopped at a small rest area in the park to throw away some trash. They had these trash cans designed to be operated by humans with an enclosed latch that needed to be pressed to open the lid. Hannah couldn’t get it open so I showed her the instruction that said ‘Press latch to open.’ I told her it was designed that way so the animals couldn’t get into the can to which she replied, “yeah, and the animals can’t read so they won’t know how to open it.”

Later that same day we stopped at a nice little inn for lunch. Great food, well presented with parsley as a garnish. At the end of the meal, while I was paying the bill Hannah came up and said, “Grandpa Great put his paisley in his Pepsi.” I looked at her kind of strange so she said, “well Noah did it first.” I started laughing as I told her “I think you mean parsley, not paisley.” She got mad at me for laughing, again.

And I just found out about this one tonight and I LOL’d, and yes, she got mad. While her and the wife were at the grocery store Hannah saw Shawn White, Olympic snowboarder on the front of a very famous cereal box. She told my wife he was on the Whities box. Lets just hope the NAACP doesn’t find out.

Not my kids this time, but definitely blog worthy.

Tonight my family and I went out to dinner, and while we were waiting to be seated, we passed a group that was walking out of the restaurant, and I heard this conversation between a young boy, maybe 5 or 6, and an older gentlemen.

Boy: “How old are you?”
Man: “50″
Boy: “50!? You’re catching up to God.”

I LOL’d, literally.

Hannah came home on Friday after career day at school, which she said it was boring.

She told me she had really been looking forward to a session called ‘tech styles’ because she wanted to learn about making web pages and such. I asked her how it went and she said all they talked about was fashion, which I took to mean fashion on the web.

It wasn’t till the next morning while we were sitting at Starbucks and she was telling the wife about it that it all made sense to me. She told her about career day and how boring it was, and that all they talked about in ‘tech styles’ was wool and stuff. It was then I realized the career session was about textiles, not ‘tech styles’. We laughed out loud over our coffee and in typical Hannah ‘fashion’ she shot me the ‘what is so damn funny’ glare.

I love you sweetie, your view on life brings me so much joy, even if it makes you mad when it does.