Yesterday, Daddy's doctor called with a recommendation for thyroid medication. In an attempt to peruade him to take it, Mama assured him that it would make him feel so much better and would give him "all kinds of energy." To which Daddy replied: "I can't go gettin' a bunch o' energy! I've got bad knees! They'd never be able to keep up. I got to keep everything on an even keel from here on out."
Medical science, you are no match for Junior. Accept defeat and surrender now. Otherwise, you're just wasting a whole bunch o' energy.
Love it!
Posted by: Kacey | April 16, 2014 at 05:54 PM
He is a pistol. Love his logic. Tell him to take the thyroid medicine and just have his knees keep up.
Posted by: Nancy Dorman-Hickson | April 16, 2014 at 07:56 PM
Will pass that along!
Posted by: Valerie | April 17, 2014 at 04:21 AM
:)
Posted by: Valerie | April 17, 2014 at 04:22 AM