Saturday, January 17, 2009

Love- or something like it.


Billy: Mom, I love you.

Mom: Why do you love me?


Billy: Because you're my mom.


Mom: Is there any other reason you love me?


Billy: Because you do the dishes.


Finally I'm noticed for the real reason I seem to exist.

3 comments:

meghan said...

don't all moms feel that way. at least he notices. i dont think mine even realize its me and not the dish fairy.

Goob said...

oh my gosh, that is so cute!

Krista said...

kids crack me up! The simple things seem so wonderful to them.