Personal Hygiene

Mom: "O, hurry up in the tub. It is past your bedtime."
O: "I can't. I'm washing my balls, Mom."
Mom: "Alright...a few more minutes." (I mean, come on, what do you say to that?! A boy has got to do what a boy has got to do, right?)

A few minutes later...

Mom: "You need to get out now, mister!"
O: "But Mom, my balls are really big."

At this point I had enough. I pulled open the shower curtain. He was right. His balls were really big...and made out of plastic. Did I mention he had a few little balls in there as well? Oh, come on and get your head out of the gutter. All boys love their toy balls!

New Year, New Direction

This blog has officially been hijacked by Mom. It is hard to upload pictures and share on a weekly basis. Mom is taking over the blog and it is taking a new direction! This blog will now be dedicated to the funny things the Funkhouser kids say. It seems like Mom always is able to share some sort of tidbit with her colleagues at lunch about things we say. This happens on almost a daily basis. They always say she should write a book or start a blog about it. Well, here it is. Some of the stories may be new and some may be old. However, they will all be actually comments heard in our household. This is the direction we are taking right now. It may change down the road if we run out of things to say, but that is hard to imagine at this point in time. Here is our first post focusing on this new direction. Enjoy...

Dad: "Kenna, please pick up your toys."
Kenna: "Kenna's not here right now. Please leave a message. Beep."

For those of you that are wondering, yes, she did make a beep sound like an answering machine.