|Aren't boys sweet?
||[Dec. 22nd, 2005|06:58 am]
The Boy brought home a Christmas ornament he had made at school. It was a paper gingerbread man. He had decorated it with markers, glitter, and shapes cut from construction paper.
"It's a girl, see?" he explained, pointing out the red paper bow on her head.
I wanted to hang it on the tree, but he wanted to play with it. "Play with me" he asked, so I grabbed a cut-out picture of a bird left over from a previous project and said, "I'll be this...tweet, tweet!"
"Great!" he replied. "Now fly over here and eat my face off!"