Tuesday, August 7, 2012


How could I forget this gem from Cutter?

He is always asking to be picked up or carried and my mom's standard response is, "Your legs aren't broken - you can walk."

This past weekend as we were headed down the driveway to get the mail he asked to be carried. I told him he could walk and he replies, "No, Mommy, my legs are broken."

Too smart for his own good, I tell you.

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