You know you're a redneck if . . .

On the radio a few days back there was a little snippet of a comedy show.


"If you have a whole matching set of salad bowls . . . that all say "Cool Whip" on the side . . . . . . you might be a redneck."

That one hit home a little . . . .





We thought this one really leaned us towards the redneck category:

"If you bring your son to a free outdoor play, plop him on a blanket in nothing but a diaper, and dump out a box of Cheerios in front of him . . . . .

. . . you might be a redneck."

All I can say is, he is a Hoosier baby.


We did have a grand time watching Shakespeare's "As You Like It" at a park in St. Charles. Our little Charles was a saint and did really well, just rolled around eating Cheerios all night. A lady walking by commented on how good our baby is.