Monday, May 26, 2008
Tuesday, May 06, 2008
We often call J "Ralphie" (to which he responds "Don't call me Ralphie!"). We call him Ralphie because he looks an awful lot like Ralphie from the movie "A Christmas Story". You need to be familiar with the movie to understand this post, so if you haven't seen it you might as well stop reading and go watch the movie.
On Sunday, Cr was in the backyard planting strawberries, the boys were playing, and I was downstairs in the schoolroom working. J entered the room crying with his hand cupped over his eye.
My wonderful Ralphie-look-alike nearly shot his eye out with a Nerf dart gun. Once I stopped laughing (after I checked to make sure J wasn't blind), I had to explain to the poor boy why I was laughing at his misfortune.