my sweet little boy told me today that he felt "JUST TERRIBLE" about the little girl he saw on tv crying and talking about how much she missed "George Washington" because he died because someone gave him the wrong medicine.
yes he was confusing Michael Jackson with George Washington, i have no idea how or why but i found it hysterical.
he went on to say that he felt like he should do something to make the little girl feel better and would like to email her a movie of him being silly to make her laugh.
can i tell you he is the SWEETEST little boy, despite the fact that 23 out of 24 hours he's driving me nuts.
he then told the waitress at friendly's that he was going to be a rock star so he could make songs that would make people feel happy just like justin (from blue october) makes him feel happy with his songs.
i have a feeling this is going to be like when my little brother told everyone at age 5 that he was going to be a mechanic when he grew up... he works for CAT as a diesel mechanic sooooo... yeah. hey everybody's gotta be something right? and maybe he'll buy mommy a great big house when he's making millions. he already told his favorite rockstar to hang on to the picture of the two of them that my boy signed for him because it would be worth money when he was famous.
now if only we can find a way for my baby girl to combine being a supermodel and a stuntwoman. oh and a dinosaur/puppy dog...
this is my life and that is all
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