Some Things My Seven Year Old Said Today

We went to dinner tonight. Nicco, from the back seat said, "Turn on the music, yo. I want to rock."

When I snuggled him for sleep he talked about his dinner. He said the patty was pretty good, but not too good. "Like Dad said, " he said, "it was kind of fancy, but not too fancy. But the  fries were good."

We talked about potatoes. Nicco likes potatoes. Especially fries. He said we should have fries again. Daddy makes the best fries. I said we should make smashed potatoes again soon. He said, "Are you kidding? Anything that's a potato is a Friend O' Mine."