Dennis and I had a great time at the Go Fish Guys concert last night. He was disappointed that he didn't catch one of the Angry Birds stuffed animals they tossed into the audience at the beginning, so I should not have been surprised to see him later run up onto the stage and tug on the pant leg of the lead singer (during a song). The guy crouched down to listen to him and he soon returned to his seat beside me and said "well, they are all out of Angry Birds--he told me I should come to their next concert". Didn't matter a bit to him that there were about 1000 people watching!
After the concert we dined at McDonald's, and while Dennis was standing in line behind a rather large man at the drink machine, I heard him say "hey Roadblock, pick a lane and get in it!". I was both horrified and terribly amused. Fortunately, the man thought he was cute and funny as well!
He was just as amusing today. He described to us his dream treehouse: "a police rocket hanging from a tree one inch from the ground, but hanging by a string with NO STICKS around--it's not a piƱata!". He wants it to look like it's about to crash land on the planet. I'd love to see him draw it out for me!!!
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