Looks like 2013 decided to start with a few knock outs to the old ego...
While we were watching a slideshow of family pictures -
Daniel: "Mom, your nose looks like you got stung by a bee!"
(Thanks for pointing out my ever-red nose, bud.)
Yesterday morning I told Carrie to go take her pull up off and put on a pair of underwear. A few moments later she returned with a pair of my underwear in her hands.
"MOM! Look at these really big underwears!"
This morning we were hanging out in my room so I could get a few things done.
Me: "Carrie - where're you going?"
Me: "No, you can't go down there by yourself. You need to stay up here with me."
Carrie: "Uh..no. I don't want to be with you anymore." So matter of fact.