i was crawling into bed last night and picked up one of the books on my bedside table. i usually manage to read 2 or 3 pages every night before i drop the book on my face. underneath, there was a little rubber finger puppet of a pirate, left by Captain Scooby no doubt. i began wondering at what point in my life i would no longer find pirates on the nightstand, matchbox in my kitchen drawers and goldfish in the glove compartment.
it will be a sad, sad day when that happens.
Quotable Quotes:
Mom, I met a dictator at the planetarium! Only, he wasn't a bad guy, he was a good guy.
And another conversation:
him: Mom, I miss Grammy Karen.
me: I know, sweetie, me too. We'll see her again someday. She's waiting for us in heaven.
*pause*
him: We can't eat rotten peanuts, right Mom?
(see if you can figure out his train of thought...Dad, I know you'll get it!)
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