Tuesday, March 17, 2009

First things

The first thing said to me this morning went something like this:

Kiddo: Mom you spilled my pizza. It was a good pizza and you spilled it. But that's okay, it's just okay, you can make me a new one. We should have a new pizza because you spilled mine.

Me: What??!! Jeez I need to stop feeding you before bed kid!

His dreams are as weird as mine! oh and btw I'm making him pancakes for lunch because I don't have the ingredients for pizza... go figure.

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