"I love you. Can I have a hug? You are the only mom I would ever want to have. "
"When I grow up, can I marry you?" (He was so disappointed to learn that he couldn't.)
"Mommy, I love you so much, you're the best Mommy ever." (Umm, not so much, but it's sweet he thinks so!)
And he didn't even want a cookie or anything. Oh, he has twined himself all through me, this child of mine. Powerful stuff.
And then? He farted on me. Ain't motherhood grand??
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Very sweet little boy you have - especially the farting part.
Hey at least he didn't ask for money.
My kids say stuff like "When's mom coming home? We want ice cream."
KC, he'll do.
Chris, it's a good thing he didn't - I wouldn't have any to give him. Disposable income? What's that?
BHJ, welcome to Casa de Crazy! Thanks for popping in - I dig yer blog, man. The Evil Genius is usually asking for a cookie or some carrots or grapes or a Life Saver...he just had a sweet nanosecond. It's passed.
Call me Pavlov's Dog -- I live for moments like those! And they happen, too . . . about once a season.
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