wanna see my rocket?

Another day...nothing good, nothing bad. Did the Sunday doughnut run, planted the flowers, got the front yard lookin' pretty good, managed to avoid confrontation with DH...tried like hell to NOT think about anything other than having fun with the Pea. Life is gonna get tough in two weeks and we won't get to spend as much time together so in the meantime I am determined to spend as much quality time as I can with her and not let her see me upset. I will fall apart, worry, fret and cry when she is in bed asleep or with her dad.

So since I don't have any funny stories of my own I thought I would give you one of Smash's.

Early a.m. Smash still a little groggy, 4 year old Boo comes into the bedroom,

Boo: "Hey mommy."
Smash: "Hey buddy, g'mornin'."
Boo: "Wanna see my rocket?"
Smash: "Sure buddy."
Boo, pulling down his pants and thrusting his morning wood forward: "SEE!"
Smash: "Oh dear...honey, put that away, I don't want to see that, and please don't go around showing other people either."
Boo: "But mommy, you said you wanted to see!"
Smash: "Well, honey, that was before I knew you meant THAT rocket."

hee hee