Apparently when I get frustrated, I say, “UN-believable!” A lot of stress placed on the “un” of course!

Elijah hates this, though. He hates it when I say it and often responds with a yell of “WHAT!?” or some sort of other complaint like “UGH!” But it often works and gets him motivated. So, yeah, I’ve been known to use it quite a bit.

A couple of Sundays ago, the boys were, of course, being difficult and slow in getting ready to leave for church. I was getting pretty frustrated because, you know, I hate being late! (Not to mention I have jobs to do for which I can’t be late!)

So Steve was in the bathroom shaving and I’d finally gotten Elijah dressed and I sat back in the recliner and sighed. Elijah said, “what?”

I said, “oh, nothing, just waiting for Daddy.”

He got up from the couch, leaned towards me and said, “I’ll “unbelieveable” him.”

Then he walked (with determined purpose) over to the bathroom door and yelled, “Daddy!! UN-BELIEVABLE!!!”

His job finished, he went and sat back on the couch.

Crazy kid.