While dropping Kyle off at school this morning he popped his head out of the class as I was walking away and yelled across the hall, "Dad, I forgot to tell you something. Don't forget to ask mom if she would like to be a gypsy. We won't have a home and we'll just live everywhere. It will be fun, okay?"
Kyle's teacher: Oh, is Christina going to be a gypsy for halloween?
Confused looks all around.
I liked this one much better than on Wednesday when he yelled out "Daddy, don't forget to be nice to mommy, okay?". Way to put daddy on the defensive, bud.