The Christmas Guy

Michael calls Santa Cwaus the Christmas Guy. This is really a Mikumism however it's longer than just a phrase...it's the entire concept. So says Michael...

"The Cwistmas Guy wides his weindeer and gives good boys and giwews pwesents and tuff (stuff) but he's not weal he's pwetend but he brings us tuff and sometimes if you have a chimnee he comes down but he doesn't get burned by the fire cuz he knows a secwet way and then he eats cookies and drinks chocwatey miwk and goes to see Weece." (Reece is his best friend)

Michael's Dreams

Been a while but I have some really great new material so I will TRY to post them all in this next month.

Top of this list for today...Michael's Dreams. On the weekends we take our time getting out of bed (Michael inevitably has crawled in with us) and upon waking we ask what dreams Michael had.

So you all know where this is going. Surreal plus 3.5. It doesn't get any funnier.

Last night's dream:
Me: What did you dream about?
Michael: Red Robin (pronounced Wed Wobin)
Me: Did you have their yummy Macaroni and Cheese?
Michael reflectively: No...they were cwosed. So I went somepwace ewse.
Me: Oh. Where did you go?
Michael: Home Depot. They had wots of tuff.
Me: Did you eat there?
Michael: I had a hotdog. Then I went home. The end.

The night before:
Me: Did you dream last night?
Michael: Yeah. I dreamed about Batman. He was fwying all around and around and kiwwing all the bad guys. Mommy why are there bad guys?
Me: So Batman has a job.
Michael: Oh. Huh. Well Batman was saving all the people. The end.

When I get a new camera I will post a really funny video of him jamming on his air guitar. He came home one day and just did this. Jammed out, told me to rock out and went on his merry way.