Sweet Boy#1–A little girl calls him “Sweet Boy#2’s Brother” at a birthday party and my oldest boy responds with–“I do not appreciate being referred to by that name!”—Hmmm…I did not realize that I was the mother to a young Spock.
Sweet Boy#3–I am tucking him into bed at night and as I am leaving he asks for my hand. I give him my hand and he holds it and then kisses it and says–“Your Majesty!”
The boys are playing kitties on Saturday morning and this is how it goes…
Sweet Boy#3–“They named me “Short Round” but they call me “Death”, because I’m so feisty!
Sweet Boy#2–“How bout they call you feisty?”
Sweet Boy#3–“Yeah, but first they named me “Short Round” because I’m short and round.”
Sweet Boy#2–“Yeah, your head is round…”