I just stepped out to find myself should I show up before I get back, please keep me here until I return.


A wise old owl sat in the oak the more he heard the less he spoke, the less he spoke the more he heard. Why can't we be like that wise old bird.

Mind your 'P's" and "q's" and stitches and save yourself a swat on the britches.

A couple of my mom's favourites: If you don't stop making that face a stiff wind will come along and it'll freeze that way. Or "If that lip of yours gets any lower you'll trip over it."