November 1, 2011
And so it begins. Sweet, innocent, 2-year-old, Finnley ‘told’ me to go make some hot dogs for lunch.
I jokingly asked him, “Why do I always have to make lunch?”
He said, “because that’s what you do.”
I asked, “Why because I’m the mom?” expecting a cute innocent response.
He said… “No, because you’re a woman.”
I really wanted to correct him for ‘ordering’ me to do something… but all I could do was laugh. Where does he come up with this stuff??? Tsk tsk, my son.