Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Meet my son, Napolean.

I don't know when or how Aidan decided to become a teenager, but he did. All of a sudden, everything we do, results in him exhibiting a sigh of absolute disgust. Then in true teenager fashion, he goes to his room and slams the door. His sigh of disgust, is EXACTLY like the sigh made famous by Napolean Dynamite. It's pretty hysterical. My favorite is when he does his, "UUUUUUUGGGGGHHHHHHH," then says "Just tell the truth!" Usually, the "tell the truth" is in response to me saying something like, "you need to eat dinner" or "wash your hands."

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