Wednesday, March 5, 2008

Don't hate the player...

Over the weekend Big Dog had something to tell me.
"Guess what I have mama!"
"Um, a dog!"
"A pickle? A block? A car? A book? An octopus?"
"A coffee cup? A third thumb? A piece of paper?"
"A sandwich? A hammer? A knife?"
"Mom, it's not a guessing game. You say 'What?' and I tell you!" said with a look of sweet-Jesus-do-I-have-to-explain-EVERYTHING-to-this-woman.
I dissolved into laughter and he stalks off frustrated with the overgrown child he calls Mama.
My work here is done.

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