My 18-year-old son Kevin is a senior in high school this year, and every other day (today for example) he gets two hours off between 10:15 and 12:30. We picked him up and went out grocery shopping. He seems to like to tag along, especially when we're picking up things like cranberry sauce, pumpkin and 22 pound turkeys!
As we were driving him back to school I was joking about how I'm an LOL (Little Old Lady) and laughing about it.
He piped up, "No you're not! You are not little and you're not old. You are a VAM."
Huh?? "A VERY AWESOME MOM!" he informed me.
How can you help but love a kid like that?
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Awww! Maybe when my kids are teenagers I won't send them away after all... (I told my parents years ago when my kids hit about 12, they were moving in w/ Grandma & Grandpa for a few years.)
Oh what a suck-up! He was just hopin' to get ya to buy something at the store! ha ha!! Kidding!! I love that...I think we'll start calling you VAM from now on!
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