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You know that movie "Parenthood"?

I hear so much about how clever and achieved other people's kids are, and don't get me wrong, I think my kids are bright, LOL, but seriously...

As Bryn stomps up and down the living room floor squealing, "Big busses" in a high pitched voice, and then occassionally pausing to crawl around on the floor going, "uh, uh, uh, uh, le le le le le le", then getting up and SPITTING on the floor and finally chasing around the me and dining table while grunting like a piglet (I kid you NOT, this in not a snort like someone *pretending* to be a piglet, but and actual pig-like grunt - Amanda, you've been on farms, I'm sure you'd agree if you heard this grunt he does)...

Anyway, it just reminds me of the Parenthood movie with Steve Martin and the little girl who speaks French and English, does complex maths and can give the rundown of most any country and it's currency, and her little boy cousin who runs around with a bucket on his head crashing into walls...

Bryn would be the latter...

Let me leave you with this, the most recent photo of my child doing his most beloved activity - taken about 2 minutes ago...

Comments

Leah said…
aaaaw and we love him all the more for his bucketheadedness LOL This post was a cracker, both your spirits shine thru it :)
casso said…
Ok we buy that exact same margarine and Harry does the exact same thing! Ha! She even says to me when I try to spread it for her "No Mamia, you need whole thing dip finger in it for yummy". :o) I think I know what to buy Bryn for Christmas. ;o)
Amanda O. said…
Oh dear. Grunting like a pig???

I feel much better about Laurent prefering dog biscuits to normal cookies, panting and howling like Hope while playing fetch with her ball in his mouth. It's still strange... but at least he won't be the only strange one! ;-)

If it helps, La does the buckethead into the walls thing too. Just minus the bucket. *sigh*
Rae said…
I love that movie to bits. And doesn't Steve or his wife say "We're so proud!" when he's banging said head into the wall? he he
I think there's something in that for all of us! :) :)

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