My 5-year-old say-whatever-comes-to-mind son gave me a compliment this morning, after he bent down to kiss my head. At least I think you can call it that:Him: Mom, you have pretty hair.Me: Well, thanks...that's awful nice of you.Him: Yeah, I mean it's like...yellow...AND gray. That's cool!And then he went back to watching Spongebob. Meanwhile, I'm counting down the days until my next highlight.Gotta love their honesty.
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
not exactly a compliment, but I'll take it
My 5-year-old say-whatever-comes-to-mind son gave me a compliment this morning, after he bent down to kiss my head. At least I think you can call it that:Him: Mom, you have pretty hair.Me: Well, thanks...that's awful nice of you.Him: Yeah, I mean it's like...yellow...AND gray. That's cool!And then he went back to watching Spongebob. Meanwhile, I'm counting down the days until my next highlight.Gotta love their honesty.
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