This morning David woke up early and, as rarely happens any more, he came into my room to snuggle for a bit. But since he's a 10 year old boy, there were not going to be any outward terms of endearment, so here's the conversation we had.
"Mom, can I give you a bruise?"
"Only if I can break one of your bones."
"You couldn't break my bones. You aren't strong enough."
"I could decapitate you with my bare hands."
<giggling> "But you don't have bear hands. You have human hands."
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I am so proud that the insane method of parenting is moving down another generation. <sniff>
(And I can only imagine his grin)
This is so cute and funny Janet!
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