Momma and I took Bubba shopping today.  He likes shopping for clothes about a bazillion times more than Lullibell.  We bought him a bunch of new shirts and shorts which he wouldn’t even consider letting us choose for him except to find his size!  I think the most important thing to find were a new pair of camo shorts…but he also liked the burgundy cargo plaid ones an awful lot too.  We also found him a new pair of oopaloompa/kulot shorts—which he loved and refused to leave the store without!

On an even more humorous note-last night he tried to curse at me…which didn’t turn out so well for him for the obvious reason that good southern boys don’t cuss at their momma’s because daddy was gonna whup him and for the not so obvious reason—the boy has no experience using cuss words so it came out as, “you fuss at me to go to bed every…(long thoughtful pause)…Hell day!!!”