With Christmas quickly approaching, I felt no guilt the other night cuddling up with the kids to watch Home Alone. While widely pigeonholed as a Christmas movie, I find it to be a good family comedy that is to be enjoyed all year long. Its one of those movies that I must watch whenever I see it on tv. My husband on the other hand is a pigeon holer and thinks it should be saved for the month of December... but I digress.
So the other night, Sir, Ma'am and I were cuddled up laughing over Kevin's crazy antics. It was one of those nice simple nights that I will hold in my heart for a long time to come. However, I seem to have under estimated how close Sir would hold that night and movie to his heart. Ever since Monday night, he has found several reasons why he needs to live alone. Time for bed? "Fine! I'm going to wive awone." 18 year old cousin moves out of the house? "I'm moving too. I'm gonna wive awone." Brush your teeth? "When I wive awone, I'm not brushing my teeth."
Oh and when he wives awone... he's going to find an adult to help him pour his milk, put toothpaste on his toothbrush and do all of the things that he finds insurmountable. But he's still going to be wiving awone!
