Friday Feel Goods

We're in the car, the phone rings. It is Hubs. I was upset with him from earlier in the day so I simply handed the phone to TO and had him answer. After the usual two minutes of greeting and chit chat, he tries handing the phone to me.

"I'm busy driving. What does he want?"

TO repeats the message, pauses, and then asks,

"Dad wants to know if you want to go to the Broncos - Chargers game."

Knowing the game is obviously not local (that'd be Denver or San Diego for you non-football people), I respond in an irritated voice,

"THAT'S a stupid question."

TO promptly puts the phone back to his ear and repeats,

"Mom says that's not a very good question."

My boy loves me. He already knows how to ease the tension, when to repeat and when to ad-lib, and when to cover his mom's ass.

**For the record, Hubs wasn't asking THAT stupid of a question....the translation made it appear that way. He wanted to know if I wanted to go WATCH the game at a location other than our home.**
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OJ walked up to me last night and started talking.

"Bbaallhadddbb. Mummm doooadb."

I asked him to show me what he was talking about, offered my hand, and he took it. He led me out of my bedroom, to the living room. He stopped at the area near the top of the stairs where I usually greet him each evening, but this particular day he played hard to get and we didn't have our proper greeting. Now, however, he laid down and invited me to come do our usual snuggle-kiss-tickle routine by opening his arms up to me and tugging me down. I was so pleased I extended our time with a few extra kisses.