Here's what a conversation with Mac sounds like these days. Keep in mind, he's THREE.
Me (as we're pulling into the driveway about 8:30pm Sunday night) : Okay, boys, we're home. We're going to go inside and get ready for bed. It's late and time for bed. Okay
Mac: I need fourteen minutes!
Me: (holding back my laughter) You need fourteen minutes?
Mac: Yeah, I need fourteen minutes.
Me (thinking it will take that long to get him upstairs and into his pajamas anyway) Okay Mac, you can have 14 minutes.
Mac: (with huge grin) Good Job Mama!
Doesn't that just crack you up?
Here's some pics from their day at Mamaw and Papaw's house.
Helping out:
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