This evening the 3 of us were in the Kitchen, me cooking dinner, Greg trying to look at the mail and talk to me about our days, and Greyson pulling on his Daddy's leg asking him to go play ball in the family room... As Greg was being dragged from the kitchen to the jabbering of "Come play ball with me daddy, play ball! play ball! play baaaalllll!!!!" He glanced at me with questioning eyes and asked rhetorically "Do I have a choice?"
and from the cute little almost 3 year old voice in our house we heard...
"Choice? you want choice? You can play trucks or you can play ball with me daddy!"
I think we were just outsmarted by our 2 year old....
I kinda put my comment with the blog before this one!! Oh well, Grandma was so excited to see all of your news that I read all of the news and looked at all of the pictures and then began commenting.
ReplyDeleteLove, Hugs and Kisses,
Grandma & Mom