I Give You: THIRTEEN

This morning Ernie told Owen what he was going to give him for his lunch and Owen refused it. When told, well, thats what we have, he said he wouldn't eat it, went into martyr mode and said, never mind, he just wouldn't eat lunch. A few irritated words were thrown around the kitchen. About ten minutes later, he asked Ernie if, since he wasn't going to eat lunch, he could just have it then. 

Yes, the food he refused to have for lunch...he wanted to have it right then since he wouldn't be eating lunch because he refused to eat it.

Ernie said he just said, "uh NO." Then he walked into the living sat down, looked at me, and said, "Do you know what your son just said?" He told me and I giggled. It was the only thing I could think of to do.

My sister Debbie told me my mother told her 13 was the worst year with all three of us.

I'm looking at old pictures to remember why I haven't killed him.