Mini#2: Mom, can I have a surf board (he meant skateboard) and a ramp when I get older?
Mini#2: What does 'maybe' mean?
Me: It means we'll think about it when you get older.
Mini#2: Oh. I get confused with 'maybe' and 'I guess.' (I can be vague in my responses!)
Mini#2: Mom, will you be my girlfriend?
Me: Of, course I'll be your girlfriend sweet baby!
Mini#2: What exactly does a girlfriend do?
Me: (Too surprised and stumped by the question to respond so I just laughed hysterically!)
Mini#2 (at the golf course waiting on brother's lessons to finish): Mom, she's beautiful (after seeing a teen-aged cart girl park her cart and walk by us into the pro shop).
Me: (Laughing as usual as his admiration for 'older' women) Maybe you need to tell her.
Mini#2: (shyly looking away as she passed us to get back in her cart). "YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL." (yelling at her as she drove off- not hearing his exclamation)
Me: You told her too late.
Mini#2: She was too fast! That's why I needed you to tell her!!
I guess I'm his wingman(gal).
This kid cracks me up. And, in case you were wondering, he has continued to wake up dry in his underwear (almost 3 weeks). Dare I say my pull-up buying days are officially over?
**I jinxed us. I was summoned by him at 4:17 a.m. this morning to change wet underwear and pj's, but he stopped himself because the sheets were still dry! Hopefully, this was a minor accident.
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