Old broad

Either hearing loss does indeed run in our family, or I have the funniest kid around. Either way...

Me to Daddy: You do realize that in less than one week, our baby will be 4 years old, right?

Boog: What baby?

Daddy: You.

Boog: I'm not a baby. I'm big. I'm not little.

Daddy: You are Daddy's baby.

Me: You will always be my baby.

Boog: Umm

Me: You will always be Mommy's baby. When you are 42, 52 and 62. Are you still going to sit in my lap when you are 62?

Boog: Yes.

Me: Wooo, Mommy will be an old broad when you are 62.

Boog: Uh-uh. I'm a kid. Kid's don't wear bras!

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On to the subject of painting rooms...

Boog: Daddy when you paint my room, you paint Batman, I will paint Robin. And I will paint Catwoman and Joker

Daddy: Ok. You want Batman, Catwoman and Joker.

Boog: After you paint my room, we'll paint Sour Apple's room Sponge-a-bob and we'll paint Lemon Drop's room Sponge-a-bob too. (Oh boy, won't they love that?)

Me: Well, what will we paint Tutti-Frutti's room?

Boog: We already painted Tutti-Frutti's room.

Me: Then what about Mommy and Daddy's room?

Boog: You mean the ceiling?

Me: Yea sure, the ceiling.

Boog: How we gonna paint the ceiling? It is tall.

Me: We'll use a ladder.

Boog: Uh-uh, ladders are for outside, it is too tall.

Me: They have smaller ladders, or we could use a chair. We will just stand in a chair. (Way to go Mommy, teach safety first!)

Boog: Uh-uh...

Me: Well, what are we going to paint Mommy and Daddy's room?

Boog: Dancin' with the stars!

Well, do you think just maybe we watch a little too much Dancing With The Stars?!?

Now I don't care who you are...that was just funny!