Tonight at the dinner table, as usual, a child or two were taking FOREVER to eat. Doing everything they could to help distract us from their non-eating game. (Please tell me this doesn't only happen in our house).
I went on a small tangent explaining how grateful they should be to have a home made dinner when there are so many families who do not. Then, Cody went on to explain how they could be eating fast food every night. I then explained how eating junk all day every day can cause you to get a big butt and thus not e able to exercise and play sports, dance, etc (I know it went a tad too far this evening - but I can admit my wrongs and after nine days of sick kiddos you start losing it).
And then this conversation to shut us all up and continue eating (or not).
Eligh: "I don't have a big butt."
Daddy: "You are right, you have no butt."
Eligh: "If I don't have a butt, then I don't have a tackywacker."
Daddy: (laughing) "Yes, you do."
Eligh: "Wellll....you have a HUGE tackywacker daddy."