Sometimes I wonder where my kid came from. I am becoming incresingly certain that I do NOT deserve my child. He wakes up early on Saturday mornings and cleans his room without being asked. He does his laundry (usually) without being asked. He loves family scripture study, and is usually the one to instigate it. Last night, promptly at 8:00, he turned off the t.v., came upstairs, and got ready for bed because he knew it was bed time. Did I ask him? No. Did I have to holler several times to make him do it? No. I sat like a slug on my bed, reading my book, and he just did it!
I asked him, how did I get such a good boy as you are? His response:
"Well, you believe in God, and you are a good woman. Second, you met daddy, got married, made love, and made me, and thirdly, you're a great mom."
Now.... what was that second thing you mentioned? Ya. I laughed so hard! But, it was true. I guess that's what you get for having "frank" talks with your kid about where babies come from!
I asked him, how did I get such a good boy as you are? His response:
"Well, you believe in God, and you are a good woman. Second, you met daddy, got married, made love, and made me, and thirdly, you're a great mom."
Now.... what was that second thing you mentioned? Ya. I laughed so hard! But, it was true. I guess that's what you get for having "frank" talks with your kid about where babies come from!
4 comments:
LOL! That is the BEST!
Oh my gosh!! I just laughed so loud!!!
Ooooh dear. We're LOLing in a big way here. :)
I love that kid!
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