“Mom, the reason I don’t like sunshine is that it feels like butter, and I don’t like butter. It even looks like butter at sun coming down time. Look! Butter. Blech”
—-Butter, age 5.
Happy birthday, you crazy little freakball of poetry and love!
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Kids are so awesome.
They are. I will gladly polish off the butter for him b
So cute. I love moments like this! The joys of having kids bring new perspective in life!
But you saw the part where he doesn’t like butter, right? I mean…the horror! ;-)
He doesn’t like butter? But he IS butter? :)
I know, right? And the irony only starts there. Kid’s a freaking enigma.
Kid logic is the best! My brother-in-law said he used to eat butter like crazy. So funny.
He’s totally right — it does look like butter. This makes me love “sun coming down” time even more since I LOVE butter. What a cool kid. Hope he had a marvelous day.
He did. This sunset was just a small part of a great week.