When The Boy was two years old, his daycare teacher helped the kids in his class make gifts for their moms. The teacher would ask each kid a question and then write their answer down on.
When I arrived to pick him up that afternoon, there was a gathering of teachers waiting for me. I didn't know what the heck was going on.
Now keep in mind that he was only two and you know how kids think.
Yeah, I was flabbergasted as well.
Now I knew why all the teachers were waiting for me.
I told them I would find out what the heck he was talking about and get back to them.
It took a while (you know how two year olds are), but I finally figured it out!
Me: I don't put soap in your mouth.
Him: Yes you do!
Me: What color is it?
Me: Is it toothpaste?
It never fails to make me smile. I have kept it on my fridge for seven plus years.
I love you, Chicken Pot Pie*.
The Best Mom Ever,
*I told him now that he was ten, he could pick out a new nickname for me to call him. He said he liked Chicken Pot Pie and he wanted to keep it.