Overheard

As I was doing dishes today, MiddleMan walked through the kitchen,

“….here we sit like birds in the wilderness, waiting for our friends.  Waiting for our friends, waiting for our friends.  Here we sit like birds in the wilderness, waiting for our friends.”

You could have picked my jaw up off the floor.  (Have I sung that? I don’t think I’ve sung that…when would I have sung that?  And I’ve never used “for our friends….”

Uh, Buddy?  Yeah.   Where did you hear that song?  Oh, we sing in when our friends aren’t lining up quickly and obeying.  Mrs. F…. likes it.   Oh…good to know. 

Bwhahahahahhaha!!!!

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2 responses to this post.

  1. Posted by Grandma Sue on May 11, 2011 at 7:01 am

    Love it!

    Reply

  2. Posted by Sister in Sweat on May 24, 2011 at 2:33 pm

    He was so cute singing to me on the phone!

    Reply

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