Thursday, August 5, 2010

A chuckle a Day!


I have a place to go with this story of mine, so sit back and take it all in....
I promise you will be in stitches when I am through...

As I mentioned earlier this week, Trista, Tucker, Tori and I drove to Dallas to take Tucker to Children's for his Check-up this week. 

When you go in to the clinic, they have all kinds of things for the kids to do while they are waiting to see the doctors. 
Tori and Tucker were having fun doing a little art work.
And here, the art teacher in Trista is coming out.

Then it was time for them to draw Tucker's blood....

Here is Tucker waiting in the exam room.


did you notice his sun shades....It was very hot outside and the Sun was shining very brightly...

As we start to leave the clinic, I look over at Trista and guess what I see?

Do you all remember my raisen?  Do you remember how much you laughed at me?

WELL.....

As I glanced over at Trista, I burst out laughing...I guess she thought I was laughing at myself (because sometimes I do) Evidently she wanted to take a souvenir with her when she left the hospital....


No Joke....A bandaid was stuck to her glasses...she didn't notice it when she put them on and she didn't notice it while she was wearing them.....
She had no clue...I am always taking pictures, so I guess she assumed I was taking random pictures...We just let her wear it for a while, at least until I couldn't keep my composure any longer.....What could I do, but Laugh!!



See, I am not the only crazy one in this family, and she is probably going to be upset with me when she reads this blog.....

I know it sounds unreal....but the truth is the truth..

Like Mother, Like Daughter!!

Shug......

A good laugh never hurts anyone!!


2 comments:

  1. She's gonna get you!
    Watch out.

    Melinda

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  2. There will be a price to pay :-). You take care and have a good day. Blessings...Mary

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