I was decorating a cake for Easter and Owen was bugging the heck out of me. Yes, fondant looks like Play-Doh and the different colors were yelling "play with us!" but still, I was annoyed that he wouldn't leave me alone for a few minutes. He was clearly bothered by me as well, because he finally looked at me and plainly said:
"Mommy, go. Airplane."
"You want mommy to go on an airplane?"
"Yes, daddy too. Mommy and daddy, airplane."
"Okay, smarty-pants. Where will you go then?"
"Nana's house."
Love it! Mad at mom? Send her away on an airplane to you can go to your grandma's house!
2 comments:
That works for me :-)
That works for me :-)
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