Crumb Snatcher Speak

I send out the longest Annual Letter on the face of the planet. I kid you not. Go ahead, giggle to yourselves and think, "Oh no...so and so sends the longest. Straight Shooter can't possibly top that." And I will reply with a simple number. 8. Eight pages this year. The people who received this year's letter thought they were being served papers... not getting a friendly Hello.

One of the things I always include, but drives me batty keeping track of, is a list of things the Crumbs say all year that I find amusing.

At any given time there will be several scraps of paper scattered around my computer desk with these little quotes on them. I write them on whatever is handy. Gum wrapper, grocery list, water bill, Wally World receipt, used napkins, the front half of Granny Grunt's latest just cause card - what ever is handy at the moment. I have learned the hard way - I will NOT remember it...no matter how funny or heart jerky it is.

Today I had an epiphany. Why not post them as I hear them so I won't be afraid of losing them in between the times I type them in my Annual Letter file! (And just so you can rest easy tonight: I will never claim to be the sharpest tool in the shed.)

Sheesh! All that 'xplainin' just to say here's the first Crumb Snatcher Speak.

Girl Child: "How many baby teeth do babies get?"
Boy Child (while rolling his eyes): "...all of 'em."

Girl Child: "Please name the spetific president who had a horse living at the White House."
Boy Child (in the I-know-more-than-you-cause-I'm-17 months-older-than-you-voice): "It's not spe-tific. It's puh-cific.

P.S. Just so you know (it makes me feel better to say this), this year's letter was really a two for one special b/c I sent '06 & '07 at the same time. And...the only one who complains about the length is My Father...and apparently my Dear FIL. Other Mommas dig it. Sorry Dad (s).

Love Note to my Big Shooter: You, my friend, provide a majority of my fodder for The Letter and I just want you to know how much I appreciate that. I truly do. Seriously. I'm not making fun of you.