Last night, dinner was mostly finished and forks were scraping plates. Full to the brim, I scooted my chair back a bit to slouch and Jono caught sight of my mid-section. The following exchange took place:
Jono: "What's in Mommy's tummy?"
Jude: "A baby!"
Jono: "What kind of baby?"
Jude: "A black baby!"
...
[moment of silence]
Hands were clapped over mouths. Someone probably snorted. Jude concluded he was a comic genius, but with no idea why.
(Full disclosure: I was wearing a black shirt.)
6 comments:
HA- I can just picture it... I conclude that E.K. has a way with words!
Such a cute story, and I'm sure so many more to come with a son who is a comic :), and a mother who is a writer.
jude... your brothers name is tyrone
Cat's out of the bag...
oh my, oh my, oh my. I nearly fell on the floor laughing over that one. Awesome.
I asked Jude the same thing on Friday. "A Green Baby" was the reply that day. Maybe just becuase he happened to have a green marker in his hand at the time? Wishful thinking? As usual, another great day with jude!
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