Jonah sits on my lap, gently poking the enormous zit I grew on my chin this week. "Mommy," he whispers, "I love you zit."
"Thanks, Jonah," I whisper back. "I grew it just for you."
Jonah beams.
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[Daddy adds: Jonah comes to hug me as I leave for work. "Daddy," he asks, "where is you zit?"]
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After working until the extremely wee hours of the morning last night, I manage to sneak in an afternoon nap. I stumble out of the bedroom, still wearing my blue diamond-pattern tank top but with pink star pajama pants instead of jeans.
Jonah takes in my ensemble and shakes his head sadly. "No match," he notes, in the same voice he uses for a non-scoring round of Memory.
My kids like to ask me why I have so many "red dots" on my face, while their aunt, my sister, does not. Otherwise, they note, sis and I look a lot alike.
Funny posts. So glad you linked from ALOTT5MA.
Posted by: Leo (3u5) | November 13, 2008 at 08:53 AM