Saturday, April 2, 2011

Oh, Andrew...what *did* we do before you arrived?

Andrew, looking sad over breakfast:  "Mommy, I had a dream last night that you died."

"I'm really sorry to hear that.  That must have been scary."

"Yes.  Jack was a giant cheese monster.  And he thought you were cheese.  So he ate you."

And in perhaps my worst mothering moment ever, I burst out laughing.

*****

In completely unrelated (and yet...still very "Andrew") news:  I took him to Trader Joe's last night, and told him he could pick any snack he wanted.

He picked two hot-house cucumbers.

For the record, the same child chose Oreos at the Snack Shack about 4 hours earlier, so he's not all veggie-goodness.  But still...cucumbers?  Really?

Goodness gracious, I love this crazy little dude.

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