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And this little piggy went to the ER!
These pictures, taken months ago, have absolutely nothing to do with this post except to show how cute this kid is. It is a good thing too, or else I might have sold him to the gypsies by now.
Sometimes The Husband has to wear a hard hat when working on huge computer systems in new construction. Here is The Son in his daddy’s hat.


The Husband has been giving pennies to The Son to put in his piggy bank. When I help him do this, I always say “Let’s feed the piggy! Oink-Oink! ”
Yesterday, I was following exit polls online while The Son played in the living room. I heard him say, “Oink, Oink! I a piggy. I a piggy Mama!”
“Aww, that is nice darlin. Can you be a cow now? Mooo. Wait! What is in your mouth?”
“Oink, I a piggy Mama!”
“NO! We do NOT eat money. Spit it out right now! No more pennies for the piggy bank if you try to eat them all.”
“WAAAA! I be a piggy! Money back! Mama, money back, I a piggy. WAAAA!”
Just for the record, two might be a little bit kicking my butt.
Filed under Boy is my face red, NaBloPoMo, The Son |9 Responses to “And this little piggy went to the ER!”

I second the two comment!
Maybe you could teach him to be a monkey so he’d be eating bananas instead of money. just a thought.
But if I were you, I wouldn’t teach him to be a dog, or he might wind up eating poop like your darling Katy.
I would like to tell you that three is better, but well, not really. Of course your kid could be different than mine….
Hey! Sorry it took me so long to get with you. Did my website show up in the post? Pop me an email and I’ll send you the picture from Tuesday, it’s hilarious!!!
Please send me these photos! And as for two kicking your rear…yep, I knew that would happen. Sorry I didn’t warn you, but it’s something you have to experience to fully appreciate.
All I can say is she deserves it. She kicked mine when she was two. I still remember the hair wars that began at that time and lasted until she was old enough to, at last, take care of it on her own around eight years later.
Ok, I did not really take the son the ER. He did not swallow any coins, just put them in his mouth. The title was just a little word play on this little piggy went to market….
Air Head, I just checked out your blog, and added it to the blogroll. Please do send me that picture, heyyou@thehuckablog dot com.