(Over-heard at breakfast)
Big Bro: Can I play with your Spiderman after breakfast?
Small bro: No.
Big Bro: Yes, I can, you...Mr. Burger Head.
Small Bro: I am not a Burger head!
Big Bro: (cackling fiendishly) Yes, you are! You are Mr. Burger Head, hee hee!
Small Bro: Mah-MEEE! Nathan called me Mr. Burger Head! I am not a Burger Head (notices Mommy's bemused expression)...YOU are a Mr. Burger Head! (points sternly at Big Bro)
**Important announcement: BEM will be unavoidably detained, in the words of Carl from "Caddyshack", until 7 December -- which happens to be the 64th anniversary of the bombing of Pearl Harbor. Please visit next week for noodle shop photos, a treatise on Khun Chuwit the Massage Parlor King, and family anecdotes along the lines of Mr. Burger Head. Bon weekend, tout le monde!**
Combien de langues peux-tu parler? O.o
Posted by: Elemmaciltur | December 03, 2005 at 05:31 PM
C'etait ma question aussi. Je ne savais pas que tu parles francais. Les accents ne marchent pas avec ce machin truc! :) Bon weekend a toi, aussi!
Posted by: Heather | December 04, 2005 at 03:33 AM
Dónde estás????!!!
Posted by: Elemmaciltur | December 15, 2005 at 03:19 PM
I think everyone wants to know where the hades EXPAT MAMA WENT!!!
Posted by: Margaret Leigh | January 07, 2006 at 12:41 PM
Out es-tu. ma petite parraisseuse? J'ai envie de quelque chose a lire.
Posted by: T | January 13, 2006 at 06:09 AM
Ou es-tu. ma petite parraisseuse? J'ai envie de quelque chose a lire.
Posted by: T | January 13, 2006 at 06:10 AM
Aaw, heck.
Posted by: T | January 13, 2006 at 06:13 AM