Tidbits from Preston lately:
[setting: dinnertime, where we are eating ham, fried potatoes, and green beans]
Preston: Mom, where does ham come from?
Me: (gulp) Um, well, from pigs
Preston: Well, how do the pigs make the ham?
Me: Hmm, well.....maybe you should ask Dad
[interjection: Dad is away on a trip, so I didn't feel TOO guilty saying that]
Preston: Well, next time I see some pigs, I am going to ask them how they make ham. Does that sound like a good idea?
Me: Yes....definitely.
[setting: in the kitchen]
Preston: Hey Mom, would you mind if I went potty right now?
[setting: Preston did not get his way, and is throwing a fit because I did not give into him]
Preston: Mom!! You.......are NO FUN!!!!
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