From the mouth of my four-year-old: “Mommy, did you know that the kids at school today thought it was raining, but it really wasn’t. It was turtles, up in the sky, tinkling. Because that’s what turtles do when you hold them up. They tinkle. Like rain falling down.”
As we’re walking down the sidewalk, he points to a flower bed and says:
“Mommy, mommy. Look. We have that at home!”
Me: “That plant?”
Him: “No, no. Look. That brown stuff!”
Me: “The mulch?”
Him: “Yeah. The mulch. We have that at our house!”
Snuggling in bed with him this morning, he looks at my chest and says:
“Mommy, what’s that hole?”
Me: “What hole? Is it a mole? Is there a hole in my jammies?”
I try to examine my chest from his perspective.
Him: “No. That hole between your nursies.”
Me: “Oh. That hole is called cleavage.”
Him, laughing: “Cleavage?”
Me: “Yes.”
Him: “Mommy, cleavage is so beautiful.”
Smart boy.
It took me YEARS to figure out that it was turtles tinkling…
Ok, the cleavage one just made me choke laughing. THAT COULD BE MY SON! Do you think they would like to sit on a park bench and rate the racks that go by? I know Jared’s up for it!
Who said Freud had it wrong.
Beauty I guess is not always in the eye of the beholder but in Mama’s cleavage. He is alllllllll boy!
I thought the earth was really on the back of a turtle standing on the back of an elephant.
It turns out the turtle has been above us all the time.
So I assume he watched “it” on American Idol last night?
Well! I agree!! This from a true man-child. Or, would that be child-man in this case?
HAHAHAHAAHAHA! That cleavage line is classic! I might have to use that entire paragraph sometime…
Eddo in a bar…
Um… Excuse me hot girl… What’s that hole right there???….