Momma's big ol' pie hole
Elder Son shows me the picture he has drawn featuring stick figures.
"This one's Daddy, this one's Younger Son, this one's me, and this one's you."
Funny.
All the stick figures have big, happy smiles except for the Momma. Her stick figure has a great, big, "O" for a mouth.
She looks to me like she's yelling.
"How come everyone is smiling and I'm not?" I dare to ask.
"You're singing."
Wow. You get a big hug.
"This one's Daddy, this one's Younger Son, this one's me, and this one's you."
Funny.
All the stick figures have big, happy smiles except for the Momma. Her stick figure has a great, big, "O" for a mouth.
She looks to me like she's yelling.
"How come everyone is smiling and I'm not?" I dare to ask.
"You're singing."
Wow. You get a big hug.
3 comments:
That is so sweet! I have been unable to check my favorite blogs in so long that is is taking me a long time to get caught up. I purely HATE to have missed anything. :o) Hope your holidays were lovely this year!
Definitely a big hug on that one. My boys ask me to stop singing whenever I start. ;-)
It's a given that you didn't take singing lessons from Bug if your children can draw you singing and admit that is what it is.
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