
Last night CJ was sitting on the couch and he looked at us and said, "Can I have an earring?" We said, "Pardon?" He said, "Can I have an earring?" We looked at each other, had a little chuckle and said, "No, CJ, mommy and pirates are the only ones with earrings here." (or something like that) Greg looked at me and says, "And so it begins...what's he going to ask for when he's a teenager?"
2 comments:
Maybe you could let him have an eyepatch instead??
I've already found a cigarette lighter (stolen, at that!) in Darcy's purse. What have I got to look forward to?
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