"Sammy, are you mommy's big boy?"
"No." (his favorite word by the way)
"Are you my little boy?"
"No."
"Well then who are you?"
"I a man."
Not yet, buddy, not yet.
Lucy had shots today. She was not happy for the rest of the day and who can blame her?
Jack and I were talking about it as he settled in for the night when he looked at Lucy and said,
"Lucy, if anyone tries that again, I'll punch 'em all the way to China."
What a guy.
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