Children give us so much in life: joy, headaches, love, heartburn, etc… They also give us great blog fodder with the crazy things they say.
My 7-year old, whom I am now going to lovingly refer to as “D-Man”, informed my husband and me that he has “sexy hands.” Oh boy. Then he proceeded to tell us that everything on his body is sexy, except for his poop. Well, that part is true at least. Poop is definitely not sexy.
This kid is obsessed with the word “sexy.” Once again, I blame stupid LMFAO for this. Combine this with the fact that he recently called me, his own mom, “smokin’ hot,” has me mildly concerned. But since he also thinks the back yard is sexy and our dog is smokin’ hot, I am going to operate under the assumption that he doesn’t know what either of those two things really mean.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad he has an appreciation for his hands (and the back yard) and I am honored that he thinks so highly of me, but perhaps it’s time to set this kid straight on what those two things mean.
Na. Instead, I’m going to file these little things away in my brain and take them out again later when he’s older to use as a tool of embarrassment.
I’m so glad I have my parenting priorities in order.
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