Ever since Warren was tiny, we’ve always sung “What a Wonderful World” to him every night at bedtime. I sometimes like to mix up the words to tease him. Usually I’ll substitute our ending “oh, yes” with “oh, yeppers” or “oh, yeash.” He always corrects me until I do it right, no matter how long it takes. I guess last night he was tired of my games. He, exasperated, told me: “Dad, I don’t want to have this argument every time.”
P.S.- Can anyone name the origin of the yeppers-yeash combo?
My co-worker Jim Owens brought his unicycle in to work today. I’ve always wanted to try one of those. I think I got half a revolution before landing on my back and elbows on the hard concrete. Maybe I’ll try again tomorrow… on grass.
Mom and Melissa came down from Seattle to enjoy the Christmas holiday with us. They left the snow for some sunshine. We made sure to head out for a little bit just so they could say they went to the beach on Christmas.