Sunday, March 2, 2008

I Can't Believe It's Butter!

Lately Avery has been spending a lot of time trying to read everything in the house from what' s on the pegboard to anything that comes in the mail. Today after church, Amber made grilled cheese sandwiches and left the tub of butter on the counter top where Avery was eating. After studying the letters on the tub Avery said to me:

"Dad, I know what kind of butter this is, it's Country Crotch".

No Avery, it's definitely NOT "Country Crotch".

1 comment:

It's Just me! said...

Is that what you get when you've worn your overalls too long out on the farm and your fat thighs rub together?? (not that I can relate! hehehe) Maybe a little butter on them would be a nice relief?? I'm thinking it could be the answer.