While eating spaghetti for dinner tonight, I asked Cade to please not make a mess and to use his napkin. His response?
He stops mid bite, eyes me very seriously and says,
“Don’t worry. I got this under control, Mom.”
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After Cade was finished dancing with Michael Jackson on the wii:
“Mom, I wish Michael Jackson was still alive… I’d like to call him… wait! Do you have his phone number? No… how about his parents? Do you have THEIR phone number? Does he HAVE parents? I’d like to talk to them about their son…”
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?(knock at my door this morning)
me: who’s there?
cade: it’s Cade!
me: Cade who?
cade: you know! me! Cade… Cade, your kid! I’m done sleeping! I need my good morning lovin!
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