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.
That's funny. Where does he come up with this stuff?
ReplyDeleteI think I let him watch too much television. sigh...
ReplyDeleteIt's such a joy to watch a little one develop his sense of humor. He made me laugh (yo)!
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