Tuesday, June 29, 2004
Tuesday, June 15, 2004
In case you wondered about Kobe's true allegiance to the Cubs...
Yesterday I was getting the boys ready to go out for dinner, and I pulled out a Cincinnati Reds jersey for Kobe to put on. Like a nice kid, he helped me pull off his dirty t-shirt, but when I went to put his little arm in the Reds jersey, he jerked it away and screamed...
NOooooooo! THE CUBS!!!!
Yesterday I was getting the boys ready to go out for dinner, and I pulled out a Cincinnati Reds jersey for Kobe to put on. Like a nice kid, he helped me pull off his dirty t-shirt, but when I went to put his little arm in the Reds jersey, he jerked it away and screamed...
NOooooooo! THE CUBS!!!!
It's official...Kobe is a kid-genius.
I mean, I thought it was pretty impressive when he started saying his ABC's and counting to 12 all by himself. But Sunday night he did something that is sure to be his claim to fame--HE ORDERED HIS OWN CHIPOTLE BURRITO.
Yes, it's true. I was driving to Chipotle after church to get supper for our family, and as we're driving along, the following conversation happens:
Kobe: Kobe...eat!
Wendy: Are you hungry, Kobe?
Kobe: Uh-huh!
Wendy: Well, what would you like to eat?
Kobe: Umm...a burrito!
Wendy: A burrito? Well, you're in luck because we're going to get a burrito right now!
Kobe: Kobe...burrito!
Wendy: You would like your own burrito?
Kobe: Uh-huh!
Wendy: And what would you like on your burrito?
Kobe: Umm...(short pause) rice!
Wendy: Rice? What else would you like on your burrito?
Kobe: Umm...(short pause) cheese!
Wendy: Rice and cheese? Is there anything else you'd like on your burrito?
Kobe: Umm...(longer pause followed by something that I couldn't decipher--maybe he started speaking in Mexican)
Wendy: Would you like some chicken and beans on your burrito?
Kobe: (emphatically) Yes!!
So Sunday night, Kobe ordered and ate his very own burrito...What mamma wouldn't be proud!!!
I mean, I thought it was pretty impressive when he started saying his ABC's and counting to 12 all by himself. But Sunday night he did something that is sure to be his claim to fame--HE ORDERED HIS OWN CHIPOTLE BURRITO.
Yes, it's true. I was driving to Chipotle after church to get supper for our family, and as we're driving along, the following conversation happens:
Kobe: Kobe...eat!
Wendy: Are you hungry, Kobe?
Kobe: Uh-huh!
Wendy: Well, what would you like to eat?
Kobe: Umm...a burrito!
Wendy: A burrito? Well, you're in luck because we're going to get a burrito right now!
Kobe: Kobe...burrito!
Wendy: You would like your own burrito?
Kobe: Uh-huh!
Wendy: And what would you like on your burrito?
Kobe: Umm...(short pause) rice!
Wendy: Rice? What else would you like on your burrito?
Kobe: Umm...(short pause) cheese!
Wendy: Rice and cheese? Is there anything else you'd like on your burrito?
Kobe: Umm...(longer pause followed by something that I couldn't decipher--maybe he started speaking in Mexican)
Wendy: Would you like some chicken and beans on your burrito?
Kobe: (emphatically) Yes!!
So Sunday night, Kobe ordered and ate his very own burrito...What mamma wouldn't be proud!!!
Thursday, June 03, 2004
The boys are always saying to me... Dad can we coordinate today?? Please, Please... Dad can we... I can never say no.
