Since you put it that way
Every morning my 2 1/2-year-old son wakes me up with a request. The other morning went like this:
HIM: I want a lollipop.
ME: (Groggily) You can't have a lollipop. It's 6 a.m.
HIM: I want a lollipop...and a beer.
HIM: I want a lollipop.
ME: (Groggily) You can't have a lollipop. It's 6 a.m.
HIM: I want a lollipop...and a beer.
posted by Andrew Beaujon at 22:43
2 Comments:
That's hilarious. I think 2 1/2 is a great age. My son just turned 3 and he asked me the other day as we were putting on coats and boots to go outside:
"Are there any bad guys outside?"
"No," I said, "there are no bad guys outside."
"Good. ... Are there any naked guys outside?"
Well, he was born in Richmond, right?
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