Thursday, February 5, 2009
During dinner last night the family was discussing frustration over something meaningless (I can't even remember what it was, that's how meaningless it was).

Jag puts his head in his had and says "Oy Vay!

I give him a funny look, not expecting to hear him say that.

Jag looks at me and says "Oy Vay is French for Oh My Gosh"
posted by World of Wright at 9:07 AM |

1 Comments:

At February 7, 2009 at 8:25 PM, Blogger Heidi said........
I want to live at your house.

Or at the very least I want to have dinner at your house.

Every night.

I don't eat much.

I promise.