Sam thinks I might be able to read his mind. I'm not going to disabuse him of that belief although I know he'll eventually figure it out.
In other words, when he yells "How do you always know when I turn on the light?" at night when he's supposed to be going to sleep, I'll never ever admit that I can hear the pitter patter of his not-so-little feet and that I can see the light under the door....
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Wow, I know that all men END UP clueless, but I didn't know they started out that way, too!
one of my kids was totally convinced i had eyes in the back of my head. never give up the secrets!
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