It's hard when you don't always understand what your three year old is saying.
The other morning I thought he was telling me he needed Spiderman. Under my breath I was cursing whoever was foisting licensed characters on my highly impressionable son when he led me over to the kitchen cabinet, pointed up to the lazy Susan and repeated himself: vit-a-min. Whoops! Well that wasn't nothin' compared to the day he was walking around the kitchen asking where his "big stick" was.
Except it didn't sound like big stick.
song: Big Ten Inch • artist: Aerosmith
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