You never know what is going to erupt from my little four year old’s mouth. Someday, I laugh so hard that it gets him out of the trouble that his is in and somedays, I have to apologize to everyone in the grocery line.

Today I decided that he was just to grimy to continue the day. So, I said, “Dude, I am going to throw you in the tub.” He quickly replied, “Mom, you can’t throw me, you can’t even lift me.”

A chuckle later, I helped him get undressed and whistled the “Cat Call” in his direction. He turned to me and said “Mom, you don’t understand. That is what boys do to ladies when they are older.” I nearly died laughing.

The, to boot, as I was writing this, Harvey went to get him out of the tub. A shout echoed down the staircase and I heard, “Don’t Stare! I am getting out of the tub and I don’t want anyone to see my peeps.” Don’t you just love it.