I seem to be writing quite a bit lately about JB. (John Boy) So I figured I may as well keep at it.
Plus, who isn't in the mood for a good laugh?
A few weeks ago, the family had just finished dinner. I was still sitting at the table, doing my ususal. Which is trying to get John to eat. John was under the table, doing his usual. Which is not eating. As I went to reach for him, he jerked out of the way, and cracked his head. He started crying, and I pulled him up onto my lap and he rested his head on my chest.
After a minute, he looked up at my chest, which was clothed in a v-neck sweater and cami. He smiled real big, laughed, pointed at my cleavage, and said "HA HA!!! I see your NECK-BUTT!!!!"
Uh, yeah. It took us a few minutes to get up off the floor laughing.
Three weeks later, he still insists I have two butts. Obviously he doesn't understand that the ONE butt I do have is more than enough for me!
Have YOU learned anything new this week?
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