Monday, February 22, 2010

Am Machine

"Am-machine-am-machine-am-machine-am-machine..."

That's what Cullen's been gleefully saying over and over and over again, all morning long.

Except, that's really only part of what he's been saying.

When I finally figured out what he was really saying, I told him, "Stop it. We don't say that."

He furrowed his little brow, deep in thought.

"We don't say machine?" he asked.

"No, you can say machine," I answered.

He thought some more, then gave me his sly, sweet little grin.

"We don't say damn?"

3 comments:

MaryAnne said...

little boys...

Anonymous said...

OH COME ON NOW...HE MEANT SOMETHING ELSE....SURE... LOVE THAT KID.. MIL

kelsey said...

Oh Cullen. He makes me laugh every time!