Mom: Let's go downstairs.
Joe: Alright! Rock and roll man!
Mom: Did you just say "rock and roll man"?
Joe: Yeah! Rock and roll dude.
Mom: Where did you learn THAT?
Joe: Daddy told me.
Joe: When I grow up to be a farmer, I will ride a tractor. And I will eat apples in my tractor.
I (heart) Joe Borger. Rock and Roll!ReplyDelete
I don't think kids come any cuter!!! Judy/Mom/NanaReplyDelete