Me: "Thanks! Maybe we can have hot wings at your birthday party this year since you like 'em so good!"
This was Wednesday night during supper.On Thursday afternoon Jaxon comes to the back door and rings the doorbell. I go to the door and he has handfuls of mulberries from the tree in the backyard. I let him in and tell him that he'll have to check his berries at the door, I didn't want them brought in to stain everything in sight.
Jaxon (in his whiny voice): "But Mom, I need you to make me a pie for my party."
Me: "Jaxon, your birthday isn't until October and besides who do you think I am, Little Bear's Mom?!
Jaxon: "Huh? Mom, you're not all furry... just your legs are!"
Guess it's time to shave!