I remember soon after Trenton was born and someone said "wow, he's a PK," and I went "oh man, he's a PK." I guess it just hadn't dawned on me yet. Well, tonight was just one of many examples of how that affects his life.
Landon and I were debating whether a law making abortion illegal would really do any good (in relation to his recent post) and of course disagreeing ... as usual, Landon tries to effectively end any serious discussion by making a joke and whispers in Trenton's ear what name to call me. Here's the basic dialogue:
Dad: Trenton, tell mom she's a saduccee.
Trenton: Mom you a sa-shuey
Mom: What? I'm not a saduccee, you're a saduccee!
Trenton: No, me's a Trenton. You a sa-shuey!
Good news - when he calls someone a name in preschool, at least they won't know what he's talking about ;-)
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