Happy belated birthday Rob!

My amazing and wonderful husband's birthday was yesterday :) He took the day off work and we tried to have a day doing just what he wanted to do. We slept in (although he let me sleep in later then him) and took the morning easy, then got stuff crossed off our to-do list. We cleaned out the minivan (which really, really needed it!), took our old paint cans to the place that disposes of them, and stopped by Whole Foods. We don't have a Whole Foods market near us, and even though we like our little farmer market store, Whole Foods has a bigger selection, so it's nice to go sometimes. We got pizza for dinner (with whole wheat crust) and an all natural version of Dr. Pepper. He didn't get much for his birthday as his present was the Andrea Bocelli concert we attended last month, but I got him a little hand held version of Guitar Hero - a Wii game he enjoys (but we don't have a Wii, hence the hand held version).

In his honor, I include various conversations I overheard between him and the kids the other day when he was playing "dinosaurs" with them ~

Rob:Don't eat ponies. Ponies are our friends. Even though they don't fulfill any useful role, we should respect them for taking up space and resources.

Meg:Ponies are for dinosaurs to eat.

Rob:You are all savages!

Kylie:Don't call me a savage!

Meg:Why did you call my daughter a savage?

Rob:Because that's what you are - you are all savages!



Rob:Look, here is a giant pink cup. I will drink of it's knowledge.

Kylie:Hey, that's my cup.

Meg:Whip, whip, whip (as her dinosaur pretends to beat Rob's)

Rob:You are just a little dinosaur - you can't be whipping people.

Meg:Well, that is my job.

Rob:You must have little dinosaur syndrome.



Rob:Don't resort to violence to solve things. That's not right. Everyone should love each other. Can't we all just get along?



Meg:If you do not like horses, then tell your mom you are going to die.

Rob:What?!? Good grief!

Kylie:tell you mommy you are getting a whooping



Rob:My name is Spiny. I take the middle of the road on everything. I have no backbone.



Meg:Is somebody coming over to your house for dinner? Because we have a really big horse that is bigger than the dollhouse.