Sunday, November 30, 2014

Tiny Conversations

I have no motivation today. None. Zero. Zilch. Nada. That means tomorrow will suck for me. I'm not behind. It would just be easier on me tomorrow if I weren't in the mood to procrastinate.

We've played outside. We've colored. We've enjoyed the unusually warm weather. We even learned to say something new.

Tiny offers me his toy...

Me: That's a deer. 

Tiny looks at his toy: Beer?

Me: No, darling. Deer with a D.

Tiny: Deer!

Me: Yes. Not even close to a beer. See what happens when you change one measly letter?

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Play nice...the hand that feeds you can also choke you.