Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Twisting the Knife That Cuts the Apron Strings

Daughter: "Mommy (babble, babble, babble)"

Me: "Here you go, Angel"

Son: "Why do you call her 'Angel'?"

Me: "Because I love her. It's just like when I call you my 'Lamby'."

Son: "Mmmm, don't call me that anymore. Call me 'Cool'."

1 comments:

The Daring One said...

Call me 'cool'? Oh, for the LOVE! My blog is gonna get so much funnier when my kids are older.....until they won't let me write about them anymore because it's too embarassing. That's it. I bet that just as the material gets good, I'll be cut off from using it. Okay, now I'm mad. Little-C, where are you? You're going in time-out.