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My poor boy. Little progress has been made on the pronunciation front and his mother continues to exploit him with these recordings. Note the relentlesness with which I refuse to give him a straight answer to his innocent, straightforward plea, "Can I have a juice bag?"
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Total exploitation of a young child - you should be ashamed.
Posted by: Anonymous | May 27, 2006 at 01:37 PM
You are my kind of person!! Ignore the comment from 'anonymous'...some people just don't get the humour of things :-)Sooz gave me your blog KNOWING I would love it....actually, she was so impressed with your Marlboro Man biting the ear of the wild horse that she had to send it on! She knows how much I long for open air and horses. (BTW, is the brother married? :-)Anyway, I've already saved your blog into my favorites and will revisit often.
Posted by: maria | May 30, 2006 at 07:03 AM
Glad to have you, Maria! Come back & see me.And don't worry, Anonymous is my good friend. She likes to mess with me.:)
Posted by: Ree | May 30, 2006 at 07:18 PM
I am laughing SO hard I'm CRYING!! This is going to make me giggle for DAYS!! Thanks a TON!
Posted by: Cyn | Jun 04, 2006 at 10:57 AM
OMG. That poor kid. He stayed so patient!!! LOL. My son's name is Bryce, too.
Posted by: Kristen | Jun 05, 2006 at 08:51 AM
Oh, wow! Another Bryce Mama. Can he say Juice Bag more clearly than mine? :)
Posted by: Ree | Jun 05, 2006 at 09:56 AM
You are an evil mother! This made me laugh so hard I spit my morning coffee out onto my computer screen. Best laugh I've had all week.
Posted by: BoneyJoanie | Jul 14, 2006 at 09:45 AM