That is my dinosaur impression. You know the part in Jurassic Park where the fat guy is trying to get away with the frozen embryos and runs into the that cute dino that then shrieks and flares his neck-mane and spits the goopy stuff and then you die??
Well, my son is that cute/creepy dino.
He will come up to me and give me that innocent grin with dimples blaring and cock his head to the side... then I know he wants something or did something.
I pretend that all he wants is a Mama hug and kisses. And I send him on his way.
Oh, the irony. He's wearing a T is for Triceratops shirt today. But who doesn't love a triceratops?!
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