Friday, January 30, 2009

When he grows up...


After bath, I'm still in the habit of carrying John Paul in his Nemo towel to his bed (my back is disagreeing with this habit and has let me know more recently).
Tonight he said, "Mommy, when I'm an uncle you won't have to carry me anymore."
"Why?" I inquired.
"Because when I grow up I want to be an UNCLE..."
I guess this is flattery to all the uncles.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

That is the coolest quote!!!!
...and i'm impressed that you can still carry him! :)

fred said...

very uplifting to all uncles!