We played UNO tonight. You know the game. Brigham lost and was beside himself. No joke--tears, scrunched up face, etc. It was one of those moments when you really want to laugh, but you know you shouldn't risk emotionally damaging your child; therefore, I remained tight-lipped. Anyway, the funny part. Sitting next to Brigham, my mom reaches over, placing her hand on his arm, and says,
"Brigham, it's okay to be a loser."
My eyes got big. I couldn't hold in my tremendous guffaw. Out it came. I repeated what it sounded like to my ears. We all laughed.
Good times with Grandma.
3 comments:
PAAAAAAAA HAAAAAAAAA HAAAAA - that is hilar - especially coming from a grandma. i read it the way you heard it, i'm sure :)
i love your mom.
Ok, your blog is KILLING ME. I love that a Grandma said that. HAHAHAHAHAHA. Totally laughing outloud right now.
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