. . . "Daddy can do anything. You know, he's an Electrical Engineer."
Daelyn and I were snuggling yesterday. He's very overtired and was fighting with everyone. In an effort to get him out of the mix, I took him into my room, snuggled him for a few minutes, then read him a couple of books, making them last WAY-Y-Y-Y longer than they normally would.
While snuggling, he began his saga again about his daddy. In an effort, possibly jealous-effort, to even the score just a tiny bit, I asked:
"So, Son, can Mommy do anything?"
Shrieks of laughter.
I guess not.
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