Because I suspect you need a chuckle as badly as I do by the end of a week:
Last night as I was putting supper on the table, Joshua called for me with total urgency.
"MOMMY! MOMMY! (scream) MOMMY!"
I rushed downstairs to see what was wrong. When I got downstairs, I gathered my son in my arms and asked, "Joshua Gubs what is wrong?"
He said very angrily, "Riley lick me mouth! Yucky! Riley hair mouth! Need mouthie-wash!"
(A quick swish and spit and Joshua was all better! I wish every emergency was that easy to solve!)
