"I'm a man to do this." Carson said this to me as he lugged a 3/4 full milk jug to me from the fridge.
"I want candy canes, marshmellows, tacos, hot dogs and bread." This is what you get when you ask a toddler what they want for dinner.
"You have Cripes, Mom?!" It was taking me forever to pull on to the highway from our house, so I said under my breath, "Oh, Cripes!" I erupted in laughter at Carson's reaction to my frustration. Then I responded, "Yes, Honey, I have Cripes." At least he didn't ask me to further explain.
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