Interview with a 10 year old. Ben.

What is something I always say to you? I love you

What makes you happy?  Spending time with mom and dad

What makes you sad? Not spending time with your family

How do I make you laugh? Funny stuff

What do you think I was like as a child? Bad.  Stealing candy and eating in the bathroom.  (note:  I have never stolen or shoplifted anything ever.)

How old are you? 10 years old

How old am I? 40

How tall are you? In the middle of four feet and five feet.

What is your favorite thing to do? I already answered this.  Spend time with you guys.

What do I do when you’re not around? Hide the bathroom.

What are you really good at? Swimming.

What are you not really good at? Being dumb.

What does the president do? He tells people what to do.

What is your favorite food? I do not know.  Wait!  I’ll just put pizza because I’m getting tired of ground beef.

What do you and I do together? Go to the store.

How are we the same? We have long toes.  We have brown eyes.

How are you and I different? You’re a girl.

How do you know that I love you? I can just tell.

What is one thing you wish you could change? Get rid of evil. No.  Get rid of sin.

What do you wish you could go and do with me? Go to LEGO Land

What is your job in our family? Sleeping.  Wait, no.  Making breakfast and lunch.

What is your favorite room in the house? My room.

What is your favorite animal? Panda Bear

What has been your worst experience? In the old house, falling on my face on the back porch when the earth hit me.

What is your favorite color? Purple.  Wait!  Yeah, purple.

What is your favorite number? Ten

What is your favorite letter? A.  Wait, no.  B.  NOOOOOOO.  AHHHHH…….


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Misunderstood T. rex

is a blog we are putting together as our family of ten grows. The blog is called Misunderstood T. rex because, like the infamous dinosaur, our large family is often misunderstood, profiled, and categorized simply because of our collective number of teeth.
This is a blog to help me remember our favorite recipes, and to help our future sons and daughters-in-law find out more about their spouses, what meals they like, and other things we'll throw into the mix.
There will also likely be drawings of T. rex's here and there because I draw T. rex's, being that we're practially related and all. Also, I'm not exactly sure what the plural for Tyrannosaurus Rex should be.
This introduction is much longer than I had planned.