B: Mom, why do I have a pee-nitz?
Me: Um, (think quick Averi because "to keep you entertained" is not a good answer) so you can pee.
B: Why you not have one?
Me: Because I'm a girl and God didn't make us that way.
...and thankfully that is how the conversation ended.
Today we saw what leftover Capri-Sun from the after Soccer game snack mixed with baby powder looked like. Beautiful sticky art on my kitchen table courtesy of.....guess who? Yes, my boy. The one that keeps me on my toes.
Kalee is just my doll. While laminating 160 flash cards this afternoon, she was telling me about what age King Tut got married, had a child, and died. I was amazed that she retained 99.9% of our Ancient Egypt studies last year and asked her how she remembered it. Her response, "I read it in the library book. Mom, sometimes I know more than an almost teenager or a 18 year old, and sometimes I know more than a 28 year old." Ugggh! My little stinker!
These two children have completely different ways of how to keep me on my toes. I love being a Mom. :)
1 comment:
LOL Franky and I had that talk the other day. He says, "mom I have a weeiner? Me, " yes" Him, " Daddy has a weeiner?" Me, "yes" Him, "You don't have a weinner? Me, "Nope". And then we went through a list of people in the family and who has a weeiner and who dosent. Got to love little boys.
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