According to my records, it’s been a while since I last posted.  And by records, I of course mean that I can’t remember the last time I posted on my blog.

I don’t really know why, I just lost interest.  That’s the nice thing about a blog – it’s really something I do for my own benefit, so if my own self doesn’t feel like blogging, I can say “Hey self!  Let’s not bother, okay?” and there’s nothing anyone can do about it!

Can you tell I woke up feeling rebellious today???

So.

Speaking of rebellious, on Monday, Samuel came in to ask me what was for supper.  And, oh, by the way, if you DARE call it dinner, you will be yelled at.  Because Samuel has very little tolerance for misuse of the English language!!!

So he asks me what is for supper and I tell him “Taco Pie”.  Samuel looks at me and in typical 3 year old fashion says “I DON’T LIKE TACO PIE!”.  To which I calmly (I am really working on my “calm mommy voice”) reply “That’s fine.  You don’t have to eat supper.”

He looks at me with that “I’m not really sure if she’s kidding or not” look, then leaves.

A second  later, I hear the back door open.  Then I heard the garage door open.  A few minutes later, the garage door closes, the back door opens and here he comes, padding along to the office.  Only now he is chewing something.

I ask him what he was eating and he replies, “Peanuts”.

(We keep a stash from Grammy & Poppy’s house in the garage, and the boys are allowed to eat them when they are playing outside.)

Then he gives me this little smart-alecky smile and says “NOW I DON’T HAFTA EAT TACO PIE!”.  When I start laughing hysterically at him, he gets mad and says “DON’T LAUGH.  I’M SERIOUS!”

Oh.my.word.

He looks so innocent, doesn't he?