Too Good to Bury

Some things are just too good to bury in a “musings” post.  I don’t ever want to forget this conversation in Target, that came out of nowhere while I was shopping for a nice white tee to tie-dye…

"Mommy, let's just get these banana undies for daddy. I think he would be like 'who hoo I got new underwear!'"


And no, “who hoo” is not a typo.  That’s just how he says it.  And no, no, no, I’m not going to tell if they went in the basket.  I mean, some things have to remain private around these parts :-)
xoxo