Thursday, June 28, 2007
"Mom, There's a Bus Stuck in my Hair."
Certain sentences are just never uttered in childless households. And have been uttered in the past 24 hours in mine.

"Are your underpants dry?"

"Hand me that truck."

"Quiet and eat your dinosaurs."

"Stop licking the cat."

"Mommy, there's a bus stuck in my hair."

"Hold still and watch TV for five minutes, would you please?" (This last while I attempted to turn my son from a 2-year-old Beatle-wannabe into a teenage sophisticate.)