STS
Mafia Detective
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- Jan 4, 2009
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Conversations with my 3 year old son
Me: I love you son.
Son: Me too.
*Give my son a kiss*
Son: Hey, why did you do that!?!
*Son and I are eating McDonalds*
Son: Dad, look at me, I'm happy!
*Take him out of the shower*
Me: Son, run to mommy so she can dress you
Son: No.
Me: If you don't go you'll get cold
Son: No.
Me: If you go to mommy she'll make you a milkshake and put on a movie for you
Son: No.
Me: If you don't go and get dressed beetles are going to come and bite your totie
*Son runs off*
*Had my teeth pulled out earlier that day, driving home*
Son: Dad, are you angry at the doctor?
*Kid at his creche comes and gives me a hug*
*Son marches over to him with fists on his waist*
Son: Hey, that's MY daddy!
Every day he make me so happy
Me: I love you son.
Son: Me too.
*Give my son a kiss*
Son: Hey, why did you do that!?!
*Son and I are eating McDonalds*
Son: Dad, look at me, I'm happy!
*Take him out of the shower*
Me: Son, run to mommy so she can dress you
Son: No.
Me: If you don't go you'll get cold
Son: No.
Me: If you go to mommy she'll make you a milkshake and put on a movie for you
Son: No.
Me: If you don't go and get dressed beetles are going to come and bite your totie
*Son runs off*
*Had my teeth pulled out earlier that day, driving home*
Son: Dad, are you angry at the doctor?
*Kid at his creche comes and gives me a hug*
*Son marches over to him with fists on his waist*
Son: Hey, that's MY daddy!
Every day he make me so happy
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