Words You Never Want to Hear - Part Deux

As if telling me my sides are "squishy" was not enough, my son decided to share another edifying comment this morning. The boys had joined us in our bed, as they do virtually every morning after they wake up. They get their milk - soy milk for Gavin and "mi" for Peyton - and then we usually cuddle and/or play for a little while.

This morning Gavin told Jason that they (himself and Daddy) were dogs. Dogs rank high in Gavin's mind. He sleeps with five of them (even though he's not supposed to sleep with stuffed animals per the allergist, so don't tell) and someone in the church just made him a quilt with dogs printed on one side. Then he says, "They're hippos." I'm not sure how Peyton and I ended up being large animals with huge mouths, prickly hair, and a less than desirable skin texture.