(Sorry for the long delay in posting. No real reason, just lazyness. -ed)
Sam was eating dinner the other night. He was slurping down a big bowl of spaghetti.
"Sam, are those good noodles you are eating?." I asked, having fun with him.
"Yes" he said, and continued eating.
"But," I said, teasing him, "are you full of noodles, or are you full of beans?"
"I'm full of noodles." He said, barely looking up frmo his bowl.
"No, I think you are full of beans." I said and smiled at him, laughing at my own joke.
"NO! I AM FULL OF NOODLES," Sam barked at me, then added, "YOU IDIOT!"
Kathleened chimed in and berated Sam in a stern voice for the use of 'idiot', a word we don't let our children use, even when their parents are being particularly obtuse. I sat there and kept my hand over my face and tried to keep from laughing.