The lines have fallen to me in pleasant places; Indeed, my heritage is beautiful to me. Psalm 16:6

Friday, February 20, 2009


I thought you all would appreciate this.

Kurt just walked up to me while I was checking my email. He says, matter-of-factly, "mean."

I say, "What did you say, sweetie?"

He says, "Mean."

I say, "Did you say mean?" trying to figure out how he knows that word.

He walks up to me, looks me dead in the eye, and says deliberately, "meeeean."

Then he pinches me. Really hard. All the while looking intently into my eyes.

"Yes, Kurt," I say, "that was mean."

I'm glad that little lesson is over.

Have a great, mean-free weekend.

1 comment:

yhenriques said...

So glad you're working on teaching him how to be sinful ;)

Heh! To quote Amy, "I don't WANNA be sweet! I wanna hit her and scream at her!"

Yup. Welcome to the world, girlfriend.