(Jenn)
We were driving to the wee-quarium and dropping Ben off at work on the way. Ben pointed out to Henry where he goes to work every day.
H: And where does Mommy work?
J: Mommy works at our house, staying home with you.
H: And what does Mommy do for work?
B: What do you think Mommy does for work?
H: Um . . . (a reflective pause, and lots of tension coming from the driver's seat) She makes cookie dough?
Hooray! My life, in the eyes of a 2-year-old, boiled down to a single representation: cookie dough. I couldn't be more satisfied (and don't you dare ask how many times I've made cookie dough in the last 3 weeks, because I learned at my OB appointment Wednesday that my weight gain has plateaued, so I have all the liberties in the world).
5 comments:
Yum! I'm glad you are treating yourself right with the cookie dough. I can't get enough of the things Henry says!
Isn't it great to see your life through the eyes of a child. I wonder what my kids would say I did for my work at home . . .
Didn't you coin the phrase "Moms don't make cookie dough, only dads make cookie dough"?
jenn I just wanted to say good luck with the baby coming! eat all the cookies you want! and katelyn does the "yesterday" thing too, it's so funny.
You are the ultimate mother! I'm glad Henry knows that. Mom I.
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