Wednesday, August 30, 2006
My son Damian, you know like the kid in the movie The Omen, was playing a video game tonight and he wanted my husband to put in some code for him. My husband had no idea what he was talking about but tried to fix the game anyway. Needless to say this didn't quite work out and Damian proceeded to freak out. This is something Damian does on an occasion. Most people stare at him and nod assured that we named him Damian for a reason, Again refer to The Omen. My husband comes into the kitchen and says "that kid can really freak out?" I said "Oh really, son of who?" My husband doesn't actually freak out like a kid, but he can have a low tolerance level when things don't go his way. I am always teasing him about this, so tonight when he said this I was sitting here at the computer and started laughing hysterically. He said he doesn't freak out. I told him maybe not in the same way but the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. I'm still laughing and hubby is back in the room still trying to fix the game. I don't think he's laughing.
Made some blueberry muffins and had some with tea on Rae Dunn pottery of course