I gave B a big, noisy smooch on the cheek.
B: Ow, Mom! That hurt my ear.
Me: Love hurts. Ask anyone who has delivered a baby.
B was laying on his stomach on the floor working on a poem. I was sitting perpendicular to him and rested my feet on his butt.
B: I feel like a pig.
B: In Alice in Wonderland, the queen always says, “I NEED A PIG!” and one runs over and she rests her feet on it.
M: Are my feet too heavy for you?
B: No. But they do have some weight to them…