Aug 15 2012
Breakfast Table Conversations
So, it's not a breakfast picture, but, really, can you blame me for wanting to share it?
Mommy and Daddy are not overly articulate at the breakfast table, so Sam often carries the conversation. Here are some snippets from recent days that I think you’ll enjoy.
This morning
S: Mommy, where Daddy?
M: Daddy’s in the potty (sorry, B)
S: Daddy in the potty? I see him!
M: You see Daddy in the potty? Do you have X-Ray vision now?
S: Yes, I have X-way vision now.
Yesterday morning (note, we were all very tired and grouchy from SOMEONE not sleeping through the night for the last couple weeks)
S: Mommy, I want my shirt off
M: Okay (help him take his shirt off)
S: (after pondering his belly button for a minute) Daddy, what deese? (pointing to his nipples)
D: Those are your nipples, Sam. Don’t play with them.
S: Daddy, pay wif my nipples.
D: No, Sam.
S: Mommy, pay wif my nipples.
Had we not been so exhausted, I’m sure Mommy and Daddy would have been rolling on the floor laughing.