Teaching Joshua to play "I spy" while driving yesterday was a hoot!!! It took him a while to get the hang of it. He said things like... "I spy something blue... and its a waterbottle!" The funniest was "I spy with my little eye... something brown with a neck." Blinking in suprise I looked around the vehicle and burst out laughing as I realized he meant his dad.... the only brown skinned person in the car!!! Ha ha..... so funny.
So... I was like in the kitchen, doubled over and coughing. At least I was coughing. sigh... why does choking bring back sooooo many memories? And why does it have to be water? Can't I at least block my windpipe with something more substantial for once?!?