Last night, I took the "I'm-worn-out-and-just-want-to-get-the-kids-in-bed" route with dinner: Good old PB&J. Princess wanted strawberry jam, so I sent the kids outside while I found the jam and made sandwiches. Well, I had to grab a new jar of jam out of the cupboard, and as hard as I tried, I could not get the jar open. So, I yelled to DH in the next room over:
"I need a big strong man to come help me!!!"
a couple seconds later, in pops SuperBoy's Head
"Here I am, what can I help you with?"
Stiffling a giggle, I told him I could not get the jar open.
He pondered for a minute, then replied:
"Hmmm ... well, I think you better ask dad."
3 comments:
too cute!!
So strong, but not THAT strong! LOL! He's so cute!
Cute pictures! I just found your blog, and the crazy thing is, I met you a long time ago in Idaho. I actually grew up with your hubby. What a small world.
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