Friday, January 28, 2011
It's Not Me
"Can I have some marshmallows, Mom?"
"No, Babe. Remember I said no more sweets for now?"
"It's not me asking, Mom. It's my body."
"Is that right?"
"My body says it needs marshmallows. Also my body says please."
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Oh I can relate... :)
ReplyDeleteHis body said please! Give that man a marshmallow!
ReplyDeleteMy boy tells me all the time that his body is telling him what to do - "Mom, I told my arm not to hit Elizabeth, but it did it anyway. It didn't listen to me!"
ReplyDeleteAt least his body used it's manners.
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Wow. That's the junior version of "I didn't want to go to Vegas; HE (pointing to crotch-al area) wanted to go to Vegas." Except his body still knows its manners. I'd attribute that to pre-puberty status and quality parenting.
ReplyDeletei love bob. and his body. and their manners.
ReplyDeleteWell played, Bob. Well played.
ReplyDeleteWell, as long as his body said please, how can you say no?
ReplyDeletei'll remember the "bob body clause" next time newscorp slaps me with a hostile work environment claim...
ReplyDeleteOh, love. Just that. Love.
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