Wednesday, 16 May 2012
Me: "Gabe we need to clean up, we're having Nana for dinner tomorrow"
Gabe with a startled look of disgust on his face and a gasp in his voice. "We're going to eat NANA?!"
Me: "Well Gabe, what I meant to say was, Nana coming over for dinner, because it's Mother's Day tomorrow. Mommy is going to make Nana dinner."
The other day it was Ian not being specific enough. Saturday was my turn. Poor kid was truly mortified for a minute, but it was sooooo very cute. He is really loving Voltaire's CD, "Spooky Songs for Creepy Kids." I guess singing about cannibals really got to him. Oh how my kids make me LMAO... ;)