Thursday, August 18, 2016

Why I'm praying for Milo's wife

For a very long time now Miles has insisted that his favorite name in all the world is Track.  He tried to get us to call him that for awhile, but since that didn't really stick, he's decided he'll just have to use it for one of his sons someday.

Then a few days ago he announced that he also likes the name ProvidenceCountryClub.

"So your children are going to be named Track and ProvidenceCountryClub?" I asked him.

"Yep," he answered,  "And the other one will be Susie."



Miles just found a picture of me on our wedding day, decked out in bridal gown and veil, and he asked if it was me.  I told him it was.  As he studied it I asked, "Did I look pretty?"

"I don't know," he answered.  "I can't see your legs."

"You need to see my legs?" I asked.

"Yeah," he said,  "I tell if someone is pretty or not by looking at their legs."


1 comment:

  1. I'm literally laughing so hard I'm having an asthma attack. You know I've always thought his sense of humor was just to keep me smiling