Thursday, May 7, 2009
I saw Maddox sitting on the floor today with a sad look on his face, a little bit like his sick face, and he said, "Mom, I need a pancake!" "I am bleeding", as he was pointing to his toe.
I gave him and confused look and he gave me one back like how on earth does she not know what I am talking about. It his me. Bandaid. Pancake, Bandaids...same dif, right? If he thinks what he puts on his ouies is a pancake what on earth does he think we are eating Saturday mornings?