Owen: Daddy’s late.
Me: Yes.
Owen: Does he have a meeting?
Me: Yes.
Owen: Maybe it’s where they’re all sitting in a circle holding hands?
Me: Maybe. 🙂
Tom was pouring rum to make a drink and Owen wanted to smell it.
Ugh. It smells like medicine!
Tom: Owen, tell mama to suck it up.
Owen: Mama, don’t suck it.
At bedtime, I asked Owen if he had to poop. He grabbed at his crotch and said “FIRING UP!”
Me: Do you want some cheese?
Owen: Yes, I’d like a string of cheese.
He is so funny!!