January 14, 2013

Passing of the Torch

M.O.M. (loading the washing machine): 
"Whatever.  Nothing you're saying right now makes any sense."

Me (sitting at the dining room table, flipping through a magazine):  
"Hey little dude, why don't you tell Mommy what else doesn't make any sense?"

Sippy Cup (sitting on the couch, watching cartoons): 
"Ha!  Your face doesn't make any sense Mom!"

Princess Teacup (sitting on the couch and pointing at the sky): 
"You face!"

M.O.M.: "Wonderful.  Are you proud of yourself?"

Me: "Yes.  Yes I am."

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