Tuesday, March 9, 2010

breakfast conversation

Jake: Mommy, you're a Cutie Sweetie Pie. You're so cute.

Me: Thank you Jake, you are too.

Jake: No, I'm not cute, I'm a booty shaker transformer.

Me: um, okaaaay?

Jake: Have you eaten your breakfast yet?

Me: Uh, no. Not yet. I'll have it lat.......

Jake: You need to eat your breakfast sweetie pie. You need your vitamins. GO EAT YOUR BREAKFAST RIGHT NOW!

Me: Jake, please don't call me sweetie pie, I'm your Mama. I'll eat my........

Jake: I asked you to eat your breakfast and don't make me ask you AGAIN MOMMY! NOW MOMMY!

Me: hmmph, OKAY! [stomping off to make some toast. I know when to shut up and do what I'm told]