Sometimes, when MOM asks me what I want for lunch, I tell her I want cookies. She looks at me like I've just told the biggest joke ever and says, "No way, man. You can't have cookies for lunch, you silly boy."
Now, whenever MOM tells me to do something I don't want to, I tell her ever so matter of factly, "No way."
Somehow, MOM and daddy don't think it's too funny.
MOM says, "Say, 'no ma'am."
To which I reply, "No, man."
She doesn't know if I am mispronouncing "ma'am" (probably...hopefully) of if I'm blowing her off and saying, "no man." I'll never tell.
Okay, Thatcher, here'a a little trick. If you really want cookies, ask MOMMY, not MOM. There's something about the word Mommy that melts our hearts. I for one don't think there's anything wrong with cookies for breakfast, hey a little milk and you got the breakfast of champions- or maybe future heart attack victims,I'm not really sure.
ReplyDeleteAnyway, I love and miss you very much. Just try that Mommy thing and let me know how it goes!
Love,
Aunt Sherri