First: My son told me today that my cleavage (not that he knows what that is), "kind of looks like a butt." Classic!
Second: Sometimes I feel like a dog trainer. I always have some sort of gerber puff, dried fruit, or cheerio in my pocket. I have mastered the art of distraction.
p.s. LJ really enjoyed her first Thanksgiving dinner. I'll post some pics tomorrow. I think there is still mashed potatoes in her nose.
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