Here are a couple of quotes from my son, Joel, in honor of his 18th birthday. Happy birthday, Joel! Love ya so much!
Uncle Doug: “What does J-O-E-L spell?”
Joel (age 4): “Trouble!”
Joel (then age 3), after being asked to finish his corn dog: “I didn’t really ask for this dog food.”
Michele: “Joel, you’re precious!”
Joel (then age 2): “Yeah, and I’m fun!”
“You’re as cool as Yoda” — Joel (then age 6) to his sister, Jessica on her birthday card
Joel (then age 7) at his medical checkup…
Doctor: “Do you eat vegetables?”
Joel: “What are vegetables?”
Doctor: “Do you eat fruit?”
Joel: “No way!”
Doctor: “Do you brush your teeth?”
Joel: “Nope.”
Doctor: “Buddy, you’ve got some really bad habits. Anything else I should know?”
Joel: “I smoke.”
Doctor: [no reaction]
Joel: “…cigars.”
Doctor: “O really? Do you buy those yourself or does your Mom get them for you?”
Joel: “I steal them”
Doctor: [no reaction]
Joel: “…from mom’s purse.”
As we’re driving past a construction zone with Joel, then age 7…
Joel: “Guess what I wanna be when I grow up?”
Mom: “A pastor?”
Joel: “No, I wanna be one of those guys that holds the STOP sign.”
Mom: [silence]
Joel: “MOM! Those guys are important too!”
Mom: [silence]
Joel: ‘OK, OK–I’ll go to church to be the pastor after I hold the STOP sign.”
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