as we were leaving wal-mart this morning, william and i had the following conversation:
"mama. can we eat at yummy yogurt for lunch?"
"no. i want to get a sandwich from lemmy's." (aka, lenny's. william has always called it lemmy's, so we do too.)
"well, i don't want lemmy's today. i want yummy yogurt."
"well, it's my birthday, so i get to pick. and, i want lemmy's."
"buuuuuuuuut, you get to pick when it's NOT your birthday."
"well, that's not fair!"
"life's not fair, buddy."
ahhhhhhh, i said it! i'm turning into an old fart.