Friday, May 8, 2009

What The...Fridays

Remember last Fridays What the... Fella at the baseball game? I have a feeling he's a permanent fixture, for the season anyway, which necessitates a nick name. I don't dare ask his real name because I just know when he says, " Wellll, muh Momma calls me Billy Bob but, muh Daddy, he calls me Bubba! And, I always say... just don't calls me late fer supper!" I'm going to pee my pants laughing which would make those metal bleachers a whole lot more uncomfortable then they usually are.

So, back to the nickname, I'm torn between Assassin or Mr. Pithy Pants. Eenie, meanie, miney, moe...I choose, Mr. Pithy pants, that way I can save the nick name Assassin for hip less folks, in too short t-shirts, everywhere.

Yesterdays ball game found Mr. Pithy pants wearing a t-shirt that said, "Heavy Weights."

What the...

Fortunately this t-shirt was a good deal longer, praise be to all that is holy. Even with all the boy parts hanging around here, I wasn't ready to see any bits of male anatomy exposed by a too short t-shirt with the warning, Heavy Weights.

And, speaking of Boy parts, the other morning #5 went to the neighbors to return a jacket left here by their son. #7 followed him outside and down the street wearing, you guessed it, nothing. Don't know what it is with that child.

#5, recognizing a tongue wagging situation in the making, took off his shirt and put it on #7. They came down to the laundry room where I was banished for the day, to tell the tale and show me their clever solution.

#7 thought he was pretty cute in his over sized t-shirt and, #5 apparently thought so as well because, later that day as I reviewed a few pictures on my camera I found a cute picture of #7 in the shirt and then a couple pictures of the parts of anatomy that the t-shirt was covering up.

What the...

Ahh, the joys of a life surrounded by men and their parts.

10 comments:

Heffalump said...

Mr. Pithy Pants scares me.

Your boys are a good example of "boys will be boys".

Deb said...

Nice. I wonder if the collective boyness collects and settles on the youngest one...

annie valentine said...

On the eve of Mother's Day, I have to take a second and send all my love and adoration to YOU. Girl, you so totally deserve it.

Mummy McTavish said...

I love Fridays on your blog. Mr Pithy Pants... He'll be friday fodder for the whole season!

Mr Clothing Optional around here had to be told today "any other day I don't care if you don't wear pants to grandmas but you have to wear pants on mothers day!" Wolf's quirks just drive me insane some days ;) hahaha, he'll kill me if he reads that... nah, Mr Clothing Optional is Lion. He loves the breeze on his, well, um...

Mr. and Mrs. Nurse Boy said...

Don't you just love Mummy McT??? She is so funny, as are your What The...Fridays!

Boys are just so funny! It all makes sense to them. (Camera. Naked boy parts. Duh.)

It sounds like Mr. Pithy Pants just never grew up...does he really have a wife and a kid? I just might need to add them to my prayer box.

Happy Mother's Day to a very special mom!!!

Mrs. Nurse Boy

Valerie aka Mamalovelock said...

Oh the joys of boys!

HAPPY MOTHERS DAY TO YOU!! HOPE ITS GRAND!

Kathy @ Real Mom, Real Life said...

Boys and their parts -- I hear ya sister!! I took my oldest into the doctor when he was 2 1/2 because he suddenly was playing with his "parts". I was concerned he had been mistreated or had some major personality flaw... the doctor just laughed and said "he's going to be doing that until he is 70" Now that I have four boys -- I know exactly what he was talking about!

Doesn't explain why my little girl ran down the street naked the other day, though. Don't worry, she wasn't alone. Her older brother, to grossed out to pick her up, just followed her so she would be safe. I picked her up on the corner in my car... YIKES!

Stephanie said...

So funny!

3 Bay B Chicks said...

I have to say that you really did make the correct choice when you settled on Mr. Pithy Pants. No finer a nickname could have been choosen.

Love reading about you and your adventures with baseball!

-Francesca

Techno Grandma said...

I was thinking assassout might be more appropriate.

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