From the mouths of babes....

Last week we were driving home after dropping my parents and my brother back at the hotel. I pulled into the driveway in the van with the kids. R was behind us in the car.

I turned to H and said, "So, did you have a good Christmas?".

"Oh yes!" she said. "Daddy didn't beat us!"

My mind was going a million miles an hour. Daddy didn't beat you? What the heck? He NEVER beats you, what on earth are you talking about?

About that time, R pulled into the driveway, and H exclaimed "There's Daddy!! We won! We beat him!" and I realized she meant beat him home.

Had a good giggle over that one!