Sweet Boy#3–Brings me a gift from school. A hairclip that he found on the ground at recess. He smiles and asks if he can put it in my hair. Am I a bad mother for responding with: “Let’s wash it together first.” But after a thorough washing, I wore the hair clip with pride for the rest of the day.
The Hunky Hubby and Sweet Boy#2
Sweet Boy#2–Found a single moustache hair on his lip at school. “I’m the first to grow a mustache…well, the first kid and the second person to grow a mustache…What if Momma grew a mustache?
The Hunky Hubby–“That would be funny.”
Sweet Boy#2–“Yeah, you should shave off your mustache and put it on Momma!”
The Hunky Hubby–“You’re full of ideas.”
Sweet Boy#2–“And you’re full of mustache hairs.”
Sweet Boy#3 and I are reading “I am not going to get up today” by Dr. Seuss. At the point where the weary parents have hired a several hundred person band to march around the house blaring in the hopes that their son will wake up, Sweet Boy#3 has a comment about it all. Sweet Boy#3–“That’s a big brass band…They’re only wasting their money.” Good to know our youngest has a good financial head on his shoulders. I guess we will never have to worry about him hiring a 200 piece brass band to wake up one of his children. Phew!