Words are just words until they fall from my son ... then they're comedy GOLD!

Let me set the scene ...
Monday morning. My plane came in at 9 Sunday night and I didn't get to bed until after midnight. The time is approximately 6:30 and Cole's head pops up from his pillow and his wonderful (wonderful, wonderful, missed by me) voice pipes up ... "Mom! What did you get me from Hawaii?"
Ha! I love my son!

jenahna, let me get back to you on this Saturday. I'm feeling kinda funky and I refuse (REFUSE) to get you sick again! K?