My sweet neighbor has often told me that I need to publish a book of all the "sayings" that have come out of my son's lips. Today I am seriously considering it. This just beats all in my book.
A couple of weeks ago I found what no mother, especially an OCD mom like me, wants to find. . . bugars stuck to the race car bed. I about DIED. I found this when Zach was not home but you can be sure we had a lengthly discussion (once I gained my composure) when he returned. After that discussion nothing else was said. I made myself very clear.
Last night as we were brushing teeth I guess he felt the need to clear his conscience about something he had done during nap time earlier. He tells me this, "Mom, I just want to let you know that I put one, JUST ONE, bugar under my pillow and then I thought about it and put it back in my nose. So, everything's good mom!"
After he told me this he told me that he needed to blow his nose.
What a life I live!
And that is my grandchild!!! I love him!!
ReplyDeleteGrammy
now that is truly priceless...did you about die again? haha
ReplyDeleteKel
hahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaa LOVE IT!!! he is a hoot! :)
ReplyDeleteI honestly don't see what all the fuss is about. I applaud Zach for his honesty.
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