September 11th, 2005


(no subject)

Funny of the morning: Erik and I have his walkie-talkies out, and as he was trying to speak, I'd hit my own talk button and beep at him. Dianna leans over and says "What are you doing?" I respond "I'm jamming his signal!"

Erik's response is to put his hands in the air, and start bopping in place, going oontz oontz oontz. He was definitely "jamming" to the signal. That's m'boy.