Cuttin' Up

On the weekends, Landon wakes up around 7. We take him downstairs and get him settled with breakfast and cartoons, and we slip back upstairs to snooze until the little one wakes up.

This is the conversation Landon and I had this past weekend after I came back downstairs...

L: Ummm Mommy, I cut my sock.
K: What do you mean you cut your sock?
L: I just cut it.
K: With what?
L: My scissors.
K: Show them to me.


Needless to say, Landon paid me 4 of his quarters out of his piggy bank.