Scenario 1:
70's song playing on the radio, M is singing and dancing...
B says: Look Dad is dancing to Old Daddy music
Sceanrio 2:
In the kitchen pouring milk in cereal, feeling a little sensitive about M leaving and I started to get choked up...
I say to B: What am I going to do? I don't have Grandma to talk to. I don't have Dad to talk to... What am I going to do?
B says: Well, you can't do anything about talking to Grandma. And Daddy is leaving.
I say: So who do I talk to?
B says: Me, duh!
Enough said.
Scenario 3:
We are at the doctor's office and I'm stroking B's hair.
I say: You know you have hair like your grandpa
B says: Yep. 'Cause Grandpa gave it to me.
I say: He did.
B says: Yes, but he messed up. He gave me blond hair instead of red.
Out of the mouths of babes....
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