Wednesday, February 08, 2006

Jumping on PT's bandwagon

I'm jumping on PT's stories-about-myself bandwagon:

My mother's favorite story about me:

I'm not sure exactly how old I was, but I was old enough to talk right and I couldn't pronounce the letter "L." My parents took me to this speech therapist, to that speech therapist, but nothing was working. Then, one day when I was sitting in the back seat of my mom's car, I started singing a song from Sesame Street: "La-la-la lightbulb. La-la-la lollypop." And then shouting, tune be damned: "La-la-la lightbulb! La-la-la lollypop!"

My grandmother's favorite story about me:

Again, no idea the age, but young enough for this to be cute. We were at some fancy restaurant, and I ordered French Fries. They turned out to be big, thick, wedges, or possibly steak fries, while I was used to the skinny, crispy, fast-food variety. I took one bite and said, "I don't like these french fries - they got potatoes in 'em!"

3 comments:

Wickwire said...

Hahaha. "I don't like these french fries, they got potatoes in 'em!"

Ayelet said...

The french fries one is hysterical!

Essie said...

LOL at the french fries one, too! Terrific!