Thursday, January 19, 2012

Checking in

A couple weeks ago I was nursing M3 and reading my book.  M2 was playing in his room.  He came sauntering out, with his hands in his hooded sweatshirt pockets and watched me for a moment.  I kept reading.

He reached out and poked me with a finger, saying, "So, you got a lot of milk in that tank?'

Trying to keep a straight face, I said, "There's enough."

He said, "Is your tank going to run out?"

I told him it wasn't likely and he walked off again.

Totally felt like he was appraising a piece of farm equipment.

1 comment:

Lucky Cracker said...

That was so funny!