Holy...

Holy cow, it has been A LONG TIME since I've last posted.  In the amount of time it has taken me to get back to this, I've gained a new niece (Kate) and a new nephew (Rhett), Keeton has started pre-school , Ella is in 1st grade, and I just went back to school for my superintendency certificate (hoping to work toward my doctorate) in educational administration.  Not that we are busy or anything!

Kate & Ella

Everett (Rhett)

So the real reason I titled this post as I did is because of a hilarious Keeton moment a few days ago.  While we were hanging out in the kitchen, I heard Keeton say, "Holy Crap!" Of course, I asked him what he said (not sure why I do that--I clearly heard him and knew it wasn't appropriate).  So, he kindly repeated, "Holy Crap!"  I told him that we don't say "crap" and recommeded "moly" or "cow" as a suitable replacement.  Just about this time, Jeff walked in on the conversation.  A little bit of background now: the kids and Jeff sometimes play this game where one will say a word and the other says another word to create a phrase--an ever popular basketball cheer technique.  For example, "You say Bradley, I say Braves...", "Bradley", "Braves", "Bradley", "Braves". 
So, Keeton looks at Jeff and says, "I say Holy, you say Crap...Holy...(waits on Jeff to say "Crap").  At this point, I am disciplining and Jeff...well, he was behind the pantry laughing.

Just another moment in the Bloom household!