In the car on the way home this evening the kids were jabbering about their day and other random observations of life, as young kids are apt to do. Somewhere in the middle of his stream of conscious rambling, T-Rex told me that I’m just like a grizzly bear. Drama Girl agreed.
I just bought a $10 chocolate chip cookie pie for dessert because they squealed in delight when they saw it at the grocery store (sucker), and now I’m a bear that likes to rip the heads off of salmon?
I do like salmon…
Amused, I asked him about his logic and brought up the cookie as part of my rebuttal. (I’m not sure the cookie thing was all that important, but it seemed as logical as being compared to a grizzly bear.) “I meant you’re a cuddly grizzly bear, Mom,” he said.