Dear Visitors (especially those with kids):
So my son looks at me this afternoon and asks, "Mommy, how come you look so young?"
Flattered, I start stammering. And I reply, "Well... I don't know. Why do you think I look young?"
He says, "You're so short... you look young."
So I guess it's a compliment... sort of. Hey, it put a smile on my face.
But before you assume an angel burst forth from my womb five years ago, allow me to tell you what he said about half an hour later.
Giggling, he told me I was a "one-eyed hack."
Of course, he had no idea what he was saying (...or did he?) But what a phrase. I think I should use it.
Sincerely,
Angelique, a.k.a. The One-Eyed Hack
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I saw you at Hoodie's, and am visiting old friends...
Your son is a hoot! He must take after you!
:-)
Chris:
Hey, who are you callin' OLD? :)
Yep, he is a hoot -- that's for sure! He's starting to be a bit of a pisser these days, though. He's decidedly mouthy at the moment. Oh, well!
Thanks for popping in!
Angelique
Angelique, I just caught up on everything I missed. First you're gone for a while, then THWAM, 3 posts!
Thespian cats, hilarious.
And yes, I do remember those days of screaming infants. My son's song was Superman by Crash Test Dummies, but it's not anywhere online, I'm sure. I used to sing "1,000 Miles" to my baby daughter at night when she used to cry for the fun of it.
One-Eyed Hack. I loved that. Your son is as smart as he is cute!
One-eyed Hack! Ha. Write that one down. Oh, wait... you just did. Okay. Parental duties have been covered. That's so funny.
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