Brody: Cookers cook shrimp and we eat them in our mouths and they say “Hey… who’s eating us?”

We were on a float in the Chino Christmas Parade this year. My buddy Tim has a cancer fundraising group and he asked for local cancer survivors and their families to be on the float. It was a great time… Brody really loved it, but said that his arms were tired from waving to everyone.

Walking towards me, carrying a medal that Pop let him use… Brody walks up to me while I’m at the dinner table. Brody: Daddy, you get a medal… for eating. Me: Wow, really? That’s… awesome. He made me put it over my head. So I obliged, then finished my meal.

Watching the trash truck doing it’s thing, Brody and I noticed that some trash flew out and onto the street. Me: Oh man, that trash got out and it’s all over the street. Maybe Mr. Trash Man will pick it up? Brody: Yeah, it’s yucky trash. trash truck comes by for the other side of [...]

The other day, I was hangin’ out with Brody and we had this short but funny dialogue: Brody: (watching me finish a glass of beer) What is dat? Me: It’s beer Brody: Beer? Where did it go? Me: I drank it… it’s all finished. Brody: Oh Me: What should I do now? Brody: Get more [...]