December 15th, 2008

A Pocket Full of Murder

I can see we're going to have to work on this self-esteem thing...

Today, as I sat down with my three-year-old (hereafter known as the Pollywog) to lunch:

Pollywog: Father, we thank you for this food, and for uncles and auntles and cousins too, amen.
Me: Very nice.
Pollywog: [brightly] Everyone thinks I'm wonderful!
Me: [laughing, thinking this must be something a grandparent said to him] Who told you that?
Pollywog: I did.


In other news, I fail at blogging. I'll try to remedy that soon -- AFTER I clean up the utter disaster that is my house, and put up some of these Christmas decorations I've got lying around.