Monday, April 2, 2012

The Good Stuff

On the way to meet Daddy for dinner tonight (can't remember how this conversation started):

Me: Mommy is by no means perfect, far from it.

H: Well Mommy, you are the perfect Mommy for me.  I am so glad you are my mommy!


And two nights ago it went like this (again, don't remember the context):

H: I am very upset with you, Mommy.

Me: Why are you upset with me?

H: {In pitiful voice} For breaking my sweet little heart.


Sure do love this one,  I do!

1 comment:

leigh ann said...

I request a recording of Bictor the Boctor.


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