son: | My tummy's hot. |
me: | Your tummy's hot? |
son: | Yes |
me: | Do you feel ok? |
son: | Yes |
me: | <checks for fever> You don't feel hot. |
son: | Yeah, but my tummy is hot. I think I need some ice cream to make it cooler. |
Monday, September 11, 2006
A+ for effort
Thursday, September 07, 2006
It's starting
Sitting at the table eating supper.
son: Why do I have to eat?
me: So you can get bigger.
son: Then I can drive a car?
...sigh...
son: Why do I have to eat?
me: So you can get bigger.
son: Then I can drive a car?
...sigh...
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