Wednesday, October 15, 2008

My Little Homeboy

Noah comes running into the kitchen where I am making dinner.

Noah: Mom? What's that kind of music where they talk instead of sing?

Mom: Rap Music.

Noah: Oh yeah, that's right. Mom?

Mom: Yeah?

Noah: Rap music is TIGHT, yo!!

And then he giggles and goes running off.


Snowbird said...

That's funny. Where does he come up with this stuff?

Shama-Lama Mama said...

I think I let him watch too much television. sigh...

gail said...

It's such a joy to watch a little one develop his sense of humor. He made me laugh (yo)!