Tuesday, December 22, 2009

wait. who's the crazy one?

Me, to myself: "This seat belt is driving me crazy."
Skyler, to me: "Mom, don't let that seat belt drive you even crazier than you already are."

Reed: "Mommy? I need to tell you sumpin."
Me: "Oh yeah? What is it?"
Reed: "I need to talk to you about sumpin."
Me: "Tell me."
Reed: "Okay, are you ready for me to tell you sumpin? Here I go."
Me: "Yes! Tell me!"
Reed: "And a one, and a two, and a one, two, three."
Me: waiting
Reed: "Mommy? I need to talk to you about sumpin. I really do. Okay, here goes."

(Now repeat. I never get to find out what it is that he has to tell me, but this happens all day long.)