I wasn't planning on posting today. I had nothing really to say. Yesterday, I had a complaint and was going to post a rant. Then Christi (see previous post) popped into my head (as she's been doing a lot lately) and I felt really selfish for complaining about something so minor.
Today, however, I have a humerous incident (at least Hubby and I found it humerous) that I wanted to share.
This morning, Peanut walked into the master bedroom and got on the bed. He looked at Hubby and said, "I've got three minutes."
"Three minutes for what?" ask Hubby.
"To play on the bed," replied Peanut like he was talking to a person who has cognitive difficulties.
"Just don't jump on the bed," I told Peanut.
"I'll try not to," was the reply I received.
He's not even three and he totally cracks me up (although I try not to always let him know that).
Have a great day!
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