Seriously, this little man has been giving me a run for my money this week. Hubby has been out of town for a few days and it's just been me and the two little people. Lou gets crabby when daddy has been gone for more than two days or so. He pulled a doosey* tonight and then blamed it on Bee. I'll be hiding in my sewing room this weekend.
Me: yes Honey.
Lou: Mama, when I'm a teenager will I do silly things?
Me: Probably, teenagers usually do.
Lou: Will I give you a headache?Me: Probably. You probably will.
Lou: Then, when I grow up, I'm going to marry Bee, right?
Bee. Mooooom. Tell him again that he can't marry me.