Thursday, January 24, 2013

oh he's mean

Andy: Mommy, can you read to me up here on the top bunk?

Me: No, honey. Mommy has sore legs tonight from working out. You come down to the bottom bunk.

Andy:'ll probably crush this thing anyhow.

Monday, January 21, 2013

chef ma

Andy: You know Mommy, if there were some kids who didn't have a mommy and daddy I might think about letting them have you.

[He paused for a moment.]

Andy: No, I changed my mind. I couldn't give you up.

Me: Thanks, honey. That's so sweet.

Andy: Yeah. Because I can't cook for myself.

Sunday, January 6, 2013

helluva try, boy

Andy came down to see us after his bedtime tonight.

 Andy: My head doesn't feel good.

Us: Oh no! What's wrong with it? Does it hurt?

Andy: Yeah, it feels sort of funny.

Us: Honey, do you need some Tylenol?

Andy: It doesn't feel good.

Us: How, buddy?

Andy: Well, it just, it doesn't feel very sleepy.

Us: You're not getting your iPod in bed. Read a book. Goodnight.