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My number two son is enroute home from his trip to Argentina. He tells me he has lots of stories. The first one I get is:

Son: So, we're standing by the road waiting for Hector...
Me: Who's Hector?
Son: tow-truck driver, don't ask. Anyway, I see something run across the road. It's as big as my feet. I asked Emalia What was THAT?! She says it's a tarantula. No kidding mom, a tarantula as big as my feet.
Me: Andrew...
Son: I kid you not, mom, he was smoking a cigarette.

My son kills me. He's a hoot.

t.

tlynn78 wrote:My number two son is enroute home from his trip to Argentina. He tells me he has lots of stories. The first one I get is:

Son: So, we're standing by the road waiting for Hector...
Me: Who's Hector?
Son: tow-truck driver, don't ask. Anyway, I see something run across the road. It's as big as my feet. I asked Emalia What was THAT?! She says it's a tarantula. No kidding mom, a tarantula as big as my feet.
Me: Andrew...
Son: I kid you not, mom, he was smoking a cigarette.

My son kills me. He's a hoot.

t.

Oh my goodness...this is Samantha in 15 years.

The child is only four but that sounds like a story she'd tell. Well, sorta like one she'd tell.

A few days ago she said she wanted to go see her cousins in North Carolina. I told her it was too far. She told me to drive her to the zoo so she could get a giraffe to ride to North Carolina. She said it with a totally straight face, too.

Did he take a pic of the tarantula?

A few days ago she said she wanted to go see her cousins in North Carolina. I told her it was too far. She told me to drive her to the zoo so she could get a giraffe to ride to North Carolina. She said it with a totally straight face, too.

Fasten your seatbelts... lol

Did he take a pic of the tarantula?

I have the sense my camera didn't survive the 'tow truck' portion of hte story, but I think he's breaking things to me slowly... He's still in Denver and will make the rest of the trip home this weekend.

t.

I would have a hoot with him.