J-man was standing in a chair today watching me move about the kitchen, doing something. Cleaning?? Maybe. Maybe not. I could have just been shuffling a mess.
Anyway -- he's 4. Going to be 5 in April -- our conversation went like this.
"Mom, do you here every day?"
"Yes, I do." And I got to thinking that sometimes I could feel every minute...and told him
"Every. Day."
"Oh," he said, thoughtfully. I wish I'd looked up to see his face.
"I live in Canada."
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In Canada? Maybe somewhere near me?
I hear it's lovely there... maybe he'll send a postcard :)
Wahoo for Canada- that boy knows where the action is...
Your son is a...
a...
Canuck??!!
*gasp*
How cool is that?
Well, if he's gonna be that way about it, IIIII live in the Bahamas. Where it's always sunny and warm and tropical. And there's a maid service to do the laundry. And a houseboy to do the cleaning. And a cook to do the meals.
Humph!
Is it that easy to decide that? I think I'll pick somehwere sunny and warm!
The commute must be murder for a 4 year old. Maybe you could move closer to him. :o)
Peace and Laughter!
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