He gets points for creativity

The other day I asked Owen to please go to his room, it was time for a diaper change. He flopped to the ground. He wriggled and wraggled. We had a heated argument (“Do it!” “No!” “Come on!” “Don’t wanna!”). Finally I moved to pick him up bodily from his present location and he made like a sack of flour.

“I’m sorry, Mom. I don’t have any bones.”

“You what?”

“I don’t have any bones.” And with that his tongue lolled out and he was as floppy as a rag doll who was about to get a time-out so his mother could laugh behind her hands.

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5 Responses to “He gets points for creativity”

  1. christina on December 5th, 2007 12:31 pm

    AMAZING!!!

  2. juliloquy on December 5th, 2007 1:41 pm

    Oh, Owen. And he was politely apologetic about it, too.

  3. nana on December 5th, 2007 1:50 pm

    That child would make me laugh out loud! Too funny!!

  4. Dani on December 5th, 2007 4:23 pm

    Ah, I hate it when all your bones go missing. Poor little Raggedy Owen!

  5. supa on December 6th, 2007 9:21 am

    Ha! “Raggedy Owen.” I tell you, this kid. Cracks me up on a daily basis. I love him.

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