NapjunkieMom

Robert was in fine form this morning. As he was getting dressed, he kept singing, "I am Mexi-co-co-co." And then he spent the rest of the time referring himself as "Me weirdo", as in "Me weirdo needs to wake Jonny up." "Me weirdo loves weirdo mom". Weirdo mom is blessed to have such a weirdo boy.

Dear, dear Jon decided to tell Santa that this year that he wants a "sack of hammers so he can hit himself with them". It could have been worse: "I want a sack of hammers so I can hit my mother, over there, that fat one in the red sweater." (Sigh)

Jon has been watching too many cartoons. His conversations have been peppered with phrases such as "I'm going to hammer your head!" or "I'm going to throw a tomato in your face!." Today's tops them all: "I'm going to clean your catbox!"

Robert took one look at last nights dinner and said, "That's ugly."