Overheard: Beck & Max

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To help me savor the choice conversations and comments from the boys, I'm inspired to write them down, and keep a jarful of such moments. Brooke, over at inchmark.squarespace.com shared this lovely idea. She always has great photography and is such a beautiful designer. Enjoy!

Beck: Aren't you watching the show of Me?
Beck: The Director told me to be right here for the show.

Beck: This one is a detonator.
Max: What's a detonator?
Beck: It's like a grown up bomb.

Beck: We're having a grand opening.
Max: What's a grand opening?
Back: It's for my birthday.

Overheard

My very good friend, Kate McKay, is studying law in London. She overheard this in the library today: "The problem with my codpiece is that I can't find enough socks to stuff it."

Kate, I miss you!!!!!

ToTaLLy RaNDoM II

Max: I'm SO active. No one knows my moves. And I have cool moves.

Max: Last night I dreamed we were building a banana beef tower.

Beck: I know all about meat. That's beef turkey.

Overheard

I mentioned to someone recently that I have an uncanny ability to overhear odd conversations (usually one-sided) in public places. I'm beginning to document these gems...

“No, seriously, I totally slipped on a hot dog, and I nearly died!” (TARGET: Electronics)

"I use it to wash my butt, vagina and pits." (TARGET: Health & Beauty Aids)

"Well, it hasn't really healed. It's just an open, gaping, wound." (Henry's: Cereal Aisle)