Maybe he can pick out my hair color when I go gray... Then again, I'll probably be dead by the time he decides.

A conversation from this morning...

LB- Juice! Juice! Juice, please!

Me- Okay, Mommy will get it for you. Close the fridge. Close the fridge. Close the fridge. Close the fridge.... Do you want yellow or red juice?

LB- Yellow or red juice!

Me- No, you have to choose. Do you want yellow juice or red juice?

LB- Yellow juice or red juice!

Me- NO, do you want yellow juice?

LB- *shakes head "no"* Yellow juice?

Me- Do you want red juice?

LB- *shakes head "no"* Red juice?... *looks at his green sippy cup* Green juice!

Me- *sigh* We don't have green juice. We have yellow or red juice. Which one do you want?

LB- GREEN JUICE!!

Me- *takes a deep breath* We have yellow juice or red juice!!! Which kind of juice do you want??!! *thinks, "For crying out loud, just pick a f-ing color already!!!!!!!"*

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LB- Um... red juice, please! Heeheeheehee.....