Saturday, February 14, 2009

Rock, paper, scissors

One of my favorite things to say is: 'You Rock!' . It pretty much gets used for praising everything from a kid getting into the car without being coerced or dragged to letting my girlfriends know that I support them in whatever they are doing.

Tonight, as Husband was walking out the bedroom door, I told Nubbin to tell Daddy that he 'rocked' for being such a great Dad... Nubbin paused and then yelled out, 'NO, scissors!' Apparently, Nubbin is more competitive than we initially thought.

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