Last night after our weekly grocery trip, Tony tells his Daddy, "You're a noodle." I laughed, but apparenlty too soon, because Tony then tells me, "Mommy, you're a noodle too." I informed him if his Mommy and Daddy are both noodles, then he must be a noodle too. I guess he doesn't want to be a noodle because I am now a taco, according to Tony!
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That's funny. We've had similar conversations before where Jon and I wold be monkeys. It's cute when the kids realize that whatever we are, they must be too.
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