Luke-isms

• While talking about the seasons, specifically fall, I asked Luke what his favorite part of fall was. Always thinking outside the box he answered, "All the talking alligators." 

• Last night Brantley took Luke trick-or-treating while I stayed home and gave out candy. Brantley returned home about an hour later with a crying, exhausted and hyperglycemic little boy. I snuggled up with Luke in an effort to calm him down and allow his pancreas time to do its job. I asked him to tell me all about trick-or-treating.  (Please read the following sentence with a lisp.) "Well, someone messed up my candy order and I said, 'Uh-scuse me sir, but I'm uh-wergic to nuts, but it's ok because my Mom wuuuuuvs nuts."

Brantley-isms and Other Funny Stuff My Husband Says

-- “Will you go downstairs and get me some popsicles?”

-- (Referring to a 60 year old car hop at Sonic.)
Brantley: She totally wanted me…
Me: (eye roll)
Brantley: …and I might just let her have it.
Me: Good. Hand me my corndog.

-- (Following my appointment at the allergist)
Brantley: Your ailments are really bringing me down.
Me: Really?
Brantley: That’s what I said.
Me: Just so we’re clear, if I didn’t have this mold allergy you’d be sailing your yacht around the world or living it up at the Playboy mansion right now?
Brantley: Something like that.
Me: Well that’s a shame. I really suck.
Brantley: I know.

And my personal favorite,
-- “There’s some turds under the dining room table.”

And this is just one day’s worth!