Last Saturday was an all-hands-on-deck kind of experience for the basement project after all da flooding. I was in charge of painting trims, but I finished quickly, so I transitioned into painting the bathroom with Josh. Oh, gosh. This one. This youngest one with the sense of humor that only the baby in a family can have. He brought his music down for us because that’s who he is. (It’s who I am, too, though).
There were a few quality quotes he said and I shared some on the Twitters but, in case you don’t follow me…
My brother Paul was stapling some extra trim to the wall with a staple gun.
Paul: “The trick is, I need to be precise and not make any mistakes because I only have, like, ten staples left.”
Josh: “This sounds like the beginning of a zombie movie.”
Listening to music with Josh, talking about his upcoming BIRTHDAY.
Me: “Are you going to invite some friends over?”
Josh: “Yeah. Probably a mix of some old friends and some I’ve just started hanging out with.”
Me: “Good idea. ‘Make new friends, but keep the old, one is silver and the other—‘”
Josh (inserts): “IS DEAD.”
Josh: “…to me. And now they’re not my friends anymore.”
My dad looking at the COMPLETELY UNFINISHED door frame.
Dad: “Hey, Josh, did you get around to painting this yet?”
Josh: [unbelieving pause] “Yeah, I’m on my third coat in that particular spot.”
Towards the end of the day.
Josh: “We’re doing so well. We could start a construction company.”
Me: “And call it, ‘I don’t care’.”
Josh: “And schedule our time so one of us is always napping!”
Sign me up for the naps.