A few days ago, when Caden came to visit, he had a nasty-looking busted lip. I asked him what happened, and he told me that he "fell out of a Manny chair". Boys will be boys... This week Caden came to visit, and he had another "boo boo". This time, he had a bruise on the side of his face. His mama told him to explain to me how he got his new "boo boo".
Caden began to tell me the story about falling out of the Manny chair again. His mama stopped him in mid-story, and said "not that "boo boo", the new one!"
Caden looked at us with those big blue eyes, and said in a very serious tone, "My Brett says, I don't know, and I don't care!" I nearly fell over laughing.
My son, Brett is Caden's daddy, and those words sounded exactly like something "my Brett "would say! Like father, like son...
