OT, but cute
OT, but cute
9 year old son came into my bedroom with his lunch.
me: T I don't want you eating on my bed please. You are a messy eater.
him: not anymore (as he's walking out)
me: oh yeah? When did THAT happen?
him over his shoulder: I don't know...God works in mysterious ways!
ha! Cute little dork!
me: T I don't want you eating on my bed please. You are a messy eater.
him: not anymore (as he's walking out)
me: oh yeah? When did THAT happen?
him over his shoulder: I don't know...God works in mysterious ways!
ha! Cute little dork!
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