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How we mark our territory...

I come from a family of a bunch of weirdos.

I include myself, as one of those "weirdos".

We do weird things like eat peanut butter and pickles (yes, together), play no holds barred games of football (for prizes like framed photos of G-Dub), and lick things (to mark our territory).

No lie.

We lick.

It's how I claimed the Mr. as mine. Went right up to him, in that smoky bar, and licked him right across the face.

Okay, that's a lie.

He licked me first.

It's how we roll around here.

Want a cupcake? You lick it.

Have your eye on that last Starburst? Lick it.

We don't do any of that "Jack, jack, seat back" crap around here. Nope...when we get up from a coveted spot, we just lick it before we leave.

Dogs may pee to mark their territory, but we lick.

You should see us shop for cars.

But anyway...leaving my parents house the other night, Hambone (formerly known as "Little A.") nabbed a pop (aka "soda", to those of you that don't know any better...) from the garage. I told him to put it back and to get in the van.

As we're driving home, The Pal (formerly known as "Big A.") says, "Hey, Hambone, did you take this from Grandma's?"...holding up the same pop that I had just told him to put back.

And, my Hambone pipes up, "Yeah! I already licked on it!"

What could I say to that?!

At least I taught him well.


  1. To funny! I used to do that when I was little with my brothers.. it worked like a charm every.single.time!

  2. That is too funny...I read it while at work and laughed out loud now everyone thinks I'm crazy! LOL

  3. The funniest part of this to me is that I totally played the "Licked It" card at a national convention of my educated, tax people peers.
    My co-worker won a Wii, as did one other person. There were 6 games that they were to split between them, and the second winner was late. I threatened to lick a game that we wanted badly- I'm now known throughout the corporate offices as "The Girl who was Gonna Lick the Madden".

  4. The picture of you licking your son is just too much.
    I like this idea I think we will implement it immediately. When I get home I'm going to lick the remote, oh can you even imagine my husband's face when I tell him he can't have it because I licked it.

  5. that is too funny!!!
    and that picture is fantastic :)

  6. LOVE this!!
    He could have put it back! Eww.

  7. Ha! Love it! We like too...sometimes. =)

  8. LMAO! I love pickles and peanut butter SO good!

    And LOL on the licking. My oldest daughter does that too.

  9. Bahahahaha!! What can you say to that??

    I totally relate, we are a bunch of weirdos too =)

  10. I think it's great that you poke fun at yourselves. Way to keep it real, Mama M!

  11. HA! That is funny! Growing up, we used to all breathe on the things we wanted, especially at the supper table!

  12. So as a former teacher, just curious if this licking applies to everything? I can just see your lil' ones licking all their school stuff so none of the other kids lay claim. Too funny!

  13. Haha! That's awesome. I almost believed you about licking Mr. M! lol

  14. I love it! Just found your blog, loving your writing style :)

  15. Finally!! A family as weird as mine....we lick things too!! Including each other, upside the face, just poor husband about gagged the first time my sister did that to

  16. Bwahahaha! That is so funny. I'd like to know what happens when you go car shopping.? That licking might come in handy when shopping at the After-Thanksgiving Day Sales. Last problem, you want it, lick it! haha!
    LOVE it!

  17. Okay, that is just funny! I found you on Blog Frog, and I'm glad that I did! I'll be reading more :)

  18. That's so funny - I went to school with a girl who would share any good food (ie chocolate) that she just had to get past the big lick she gave it before she handed it over!

  19. Hahaha!! I like that so much better than the "No call backs" that my kids say that makes absolutely no sense but they heard their cousins say it so they repeat it. I like the whole idea that if you want it so bad, you have to lick it to prove it. Totally wouldn't fly with my oldest because is a germaphob, but that would just take his advantage away b/c he is the oldest.
    "Big Slobbery Lick" LOve it!!

  20. As your Bestie I must say the licking is effective--I very rarely want to take anything back after you've licked it. . . and it makes me giggle to think of your crew all running around licking things . . .hahahaha!

  21. Love it! My brother and I were notorious for licking our claimed food items as kids!


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