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....
Email from Dad, Part 8: New Year's - On Wed, Dec 29, 2010 at 8:48 PM, Dad wrote: *Hi Sheryl,it's google time.Just read your latest googles.Having me there on Feb.1st is a great idea,I'm looki...
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