I had kind of a funny conversation with Bud today when I asked him what he wanted for lunch.
Me: "So, Bud, what do you think you want for lunch today?"
Bud: "I'll take pleasure, Mom"
Me: "Hmmm. I'm not quite sure I know how to make that."
Bud: "Well, it's a sandwich." (thank goodness, I was thinking it sounded rather stripper-esque-- like he was requesting Pleasure and not just pleasure!)
Me: "I don't know what the ingredients are, do you?"
Bud: "Yes, but I don't want to tell you."
Here, just when I thought I'd find the key to making everyone happy all the time by serving them pleasure on a plate, I'm denied! Guess I'll have to do my best with what I already know.
1 comment:
That is SO cute!! I think he's got it, though. Pleasure really is a secret that you have to figure out for yourself and can't really share! :) He's wise beyond his years.
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