Saturday, January 31, 2009

Only his not-quite-three-year-old cuteness saves him

While getting ready to go to the Ute basketball game this afternoon:

Me: Caleb, grab your shoes.
The Boy: blah, blah, blah, blah...
Me: Caleb, we need to put on your shoes.
The Boy: blah, blah, blah, blah...
Me: Your shoes, son. So we can go to the game.
The Boy: blah, blah, blah, blah...
Me: Caleb...
The Boy: Lady, I don't got no socks.

mw

1 comment:

mom-linda said...

I love it when you share Caleb Comments with us---they always make me laugh right out loud. What a great boy he is, and what an interesting mind is under that blond hair.