Scott's pants developed a hole in the knee. I asked him when it happened and then planned on sewing a patch over it. He said, "Some people pay good money to get pants like that." I laughed and laughed, and Scott said, "Stop it!"
"Scott, we have to tell that to Mommy."
He goes, "No! Don't tell Mommy!"
Ha ha ha, that's my boy.
2 comments:
Is it ever eerie how much he's like you?! :)
You're really rubbing off! That's what being a parent is all about though. Cool.
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