Hudson walks past me the other day with white chalky Easter candy on his face. I stop him, "Hudson, come here. You have something on your face."
He comes over, looks me dead in the eye and says, "Is it a whisker?"
I try not to laugh.
"Um, no. It is not a whisker."
Hudson: "Well, if it is black, it is a whisker."
Me: "Well, it is white and it is candy."

No comments:
Post a Comment