Yesterday my ds and I were goofing around.
I was lying on the couch, pretending to sleep and he was opening my mouth, pretending to make me say goofy things.
For a 10yo boy, making your mom "say" "I'm 400 years old!" is side-splitting.
12yo dd came in and watched for a bit. Apparently she didn't think son was funny enough, because she scootched in, grabbed my chin and said "I know how to operate this thing!"
"This thing?"
Apparently, I'm now a "thing"

that the kids can "operate".
Nice to know my place in the grand scheme of things!

St Monica {aka - "The thing"}