Yes and No

Yes. My child pulled down his pants when I was taking a bath, leaned over the edge of the bathtub and peed on me.

No. I didn't drain out the water and start over, although I probably should have.  I just continued on as normal… After all, I didn't want to run out of hot water.

Yes. While sitting at lunch at daycare, my child asked his daycare provider, “What do you think my mom will get me for Christmas? Maybe a big screen tv?”

No. My child isn't spoiled.

Yes. My child asked me for a “snacky-snack” today.

No. I don’t want anyone to tell Cory that our son called a bag of chips a “snacky-snack.” He already thinks Chase spends too much time around females. 

Yes.  My child told me, “Mama, good job going pee on the big potty,” when I used the bathroom the other day.  He then proceeded to clap for me.  (I think I may need to start locking the bathroom door.)

No. I didn't hate the compliment.

Yes.  My child walked around Applebee’s like a zombie with his arms straight out in front of him saying, “I’m a booby monster.”

No. I didn't correct my child and tell him it is actually called a “boogie monster.”

Cory shot a deer last weekend and hung it in our yard.  A little hillbilly?