Conversations with III

Stacey told me today that he loves me real bad. I think that is a good thing...? His imagination has been cracking us up lately. Here's a conversation from a few days ago.

Me: Stacey, can you help me clean up the house?
Stacey: (with a serious scowl and shacking his head) I can't, I'm real sick.
Me: Oh, what do you think you have?
Stacey: Popcorn.
Me: Oh popcorn huh? What happens when you get popcorn?
Stacey: You get orange.

Well, what are you gonna do? Can't clean when you've got the popcorn. Oh I love him real bad :)

Here are my two cuties.