Saturday, January 5, 2008

Guess What's Different About Me

That's what Sam asked me earlier today. The entire conversation went like this...

Sam (whining off stage)

Me (quietly, because I'm nursing the baby): Sam, what's wrong?

Sam (enters room): I have gum in my hair, it's going to hurt.

Me: How did you get gum in your hair?

Sam: Charlie threw it at me.

Me: Go get Charlie.

Sam (quickly): Actually he didn't. I had it in my hand and went like this. (Sam takes his hand from his mouth and swoops it over his head).

Me (trying to suppress a laugh): Okay. Grandma will be here in a few minutes. Just wait, and she will help you get it out.

Sam leaves the room.

A few minutes later he comes back in with a little smile on his face.

Sam: Guess what's different about me.

1 comment:

emily said...

i hate to say it, but it reminds me a lot of the time you tried to cut your own hair, failed, and then told the stylist that you let your kids cut your hair : ) it has a similar chunk missing in the back.