Now that the weather is nice we're almost always playing outside when Daddy comes home. So when we go out after nap the boys know Daddy will be there soon. Every time a car goes by they all yell, "Daddy!"
I spend a lot of time saying, "No, that's not Daddy," because apparently we can't yet distinguish the differences between vehicles.
Alex, Isaac and Sam take a break on the driveway.
This led to an awkward situation the other day when our regular mailman was gone. We had a substitute, and he sat in his truck right across the street from our driveway for about 20 minutes, probably sorting mail since he was unfamiliar with the route.
My boys spent the ENTIRE 20 minutes pointing at the mail truck and yelling, "Daddy!"
My boys spent the ENTIRE 20 minutes pointing at the mail truck and yelling, "Daddy!"
Quiet boys. You'll ruin Mommy's reputation.
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10 comments:
That last line is priceless.
LOL!
Bwahahahahahaha! Awesome.
OMG! Know exactly what you mean. Only, for some reason, my child also can't tell what his father looks like as he often yells and points at random strangers in the store who have the same bald head as his daddy. Sometimes I just say yep, that's him to avoid embarrassment!
I'm with Cecily.
Bwahahahahaha. So funny!
And, your triplets are so incredibly cute!
HAHAHAHAHA That's a good one! So when one of them gets in trouble, and you say I don't know who's son you are maybe the milkman, you really mean the mailman? LOL
You say Mailman, I say Milkman! LMAO!
That is hilarious! We do the same thing...every car they see that looks like daddy's is dad's car! Thanks for stopping by my blog during UBP!
lol Too funny!!
Hee hee! Too funny the kind of drama kids can stir up at that age! :)
HILARIOUS!!! :)
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