Today I am home trying to get a grip on the shred of sanity that I claim to have....don't look at me like that. I swear there is one here somewhere among the dirty dish's, miss matched socks, cow poop on the floor, cheeto faced baby and the never ending piles of laundry scattered through the house. Needless to say on days like this, I make lunch that consists of .....a box....its shame full really - I don't take the time to make a real meal at lunch...but, that's life while working off the farm I guess. Anyway - as I was standing by the stove stirring mac and cheese from Aldi's, Lispy came up next to me and hugged my leg. Looked up at me with his beautiful eyes and the following took place....be prepared...there is no swearing...thank you God...
Lispy - mom
me - yes dear - (please don't forget that i was only half listening because I was making noodles for the mac and cheese and running the feed bill through my head and thinking about joining the peace corps and running away with the hippies that drove by in the love machine yesterday and a few other things)
Lispy - Does dad think your sexy -
me(after I drop the spoon and pick it back up) what do you mean Lispy?
Lispy - You know mom does dad think your sexy like Cinderella?
Me - I have no idea what your dad thinks about a sexy Cinderella.. What do you think sexy means?
Lispy - That you wear pretty cloths and dance around.....
Me - Yup, that's what it means - but we cant use that word till your 20....so from now on just tell someone you think they are pretty not sexy ok..
Lispy - Ok mom...mom - your pretty sexy like Cinderella....
and that is was the end of it... until he said that his Big Son had told him that sexy meant pretty with nice cloths - Big Son is not home to interrogate, I mean question at this time....
You all have a nice day and remember - I think your all sexy people!!!
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