The Lion was running a fever and not feeling well so he and I were lying in the bed together. PJ poked his head in to inform me that
"Mommy, Daddy needs the oil"
Confused I said
"What oil PJ?"
(knowing we had just had pizza for dinner and PT wasn't cooking)
He poked his head back out to PT and said
"Daddy, Mommy wants to know what oil"
PT said something muffled that I couldn't hear and PJ poked his head back into the bedroom and said
"Daddy needs the Tin Oil. Oh, and he says you need to clean out the cabinets" and galloped away.
My kid cracks me up....
Yet another blog devoted to my co-worker William
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This blog has been neglected far too long* (due to beautiful weather, which
leads to tons of biking)* and as a result, my "William" notes are piling
up. So...
14 years ago