Months ago, Uncle Maxwell convinced Paxton that all you need to have in order to be a doctor is a shirt with a breast pocket. Paxton will constantly call out anybody with a breast pocket as a doctor and will even announce that HE is a doctor on days that we dress him in a shirt with a pocket...
Today, Paxton is home sick with a fever. He was lying in bed awake when Daddy came home from work.
Daddy: Hi Paxton. How are you feeling?
Paxton: I have to see the doctor.
Daddy: (pointing to his breast pocket) Well guess what? I'm a doctor. Let me check you out. I'm going to look in your nose holes and your mouth hole and your ear holes...
Paxton: I need to see a different doctor.
-Joshua
Friday, August 21, 2009
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Tuesday, July 28, 2009
It's not a bad word
In the car...
Daddy: (very melodramatic) I missed our turn, now we're all going to die!!!!
Paxton: Why are we all going to die?
Mommy: We're not going to die. Daddy was being silly.
Daddy: Sorry Paxton, I was just making a joke. A very bad joke.
Paxton: That's okay Daddy. "Die" isn't a bad word. It's in the song.
Mommy: What song Paxton?
Paxton: That song. Day-Dayenu
Daddy: (very melodramatic) I missed our turn, now we're all going to die!!!!
Paxton: Why are we all going to die?
Mommy: We're not going to die. Daddy was being silly.
Daddy: Sorry Paxton, I was just making a joke. A very bad joke.
Paxton: That's okay Daddy. "Die" isn't a bad word. It's in the song.
Mommy: What song Paxton?
Paxton: That song. Day-Dayenu
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
The Power of Healing
After listening to Daddy explain the security alarm this morning, Paxton had this to say...
When the bad guys are in jail they should get a vitamin. Then they'll be gooder and gooder and then they can come to our house whenever they want.
When the bad guys are in jail they should get a vitamin. Then they'll be gooder and gooder and then they can come to our house whenever they want.
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Happy 4th of July
On Independence Day:
Paxton: (singing) Happy Birthday to America!
On Fireworks:
Daddy: They're loud aren't they?
Paxton: (while wearings his earmuffs) I don't like them, but I do.
Paxton: (singing) Happy Birthday to America!
On Fireworks:
Daddy: They're loud aren't they?
Paxton: (while wearings his earmuffs) I don't like them, but I do.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Daddy Swears He Didn't Say It
While discussing colors in the car...
Mommy: What color is Telly?
Paxton: Dark pink.
Mommy: What color is Benjamin's hair?
Paxton: Brown.
Mommy: What color is your hair?
Paxton: Black.
Mommy: Why is your hair black Paxton?
Paxton: Because Daddy's hair is black. Why is his hair black.
Mommy: I don't know Paxton, why do you think it's black?
Paxton: Daddy says it's black cuz he does dirty things.
Mommy: What color is Telly?
Paxton: Dark pink.
Mommy: What color is Benjamin's hair?
Paxton: Brown.
Mommy: What color is your hair?
Paxton: Black.
Mommy: Why is your hair black Paxton?
Paxton: Because Daddy's hair is black. Why is his hair black.
Mommy: I don't know Paxton, why do you think it's black?
Paxton: Daddy says it's black cuz he does dirty things.
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