Yesterday
Sean: All the guys on my t-ball team have "gamma rays."
Me: "Gamma rays?"
Sean: Yeah, they all drink "Gamma Rays."
Me: Do you mean Gatorade?
Sean: Oh, yeah, Gatorade.
Later that day Sean picked a little yellow Dandelion flower (most people think of them as undesirable weeds in their lawn), handed it to me, and said, "Here you go, Mom, your favorite flower. Now you can think of Daddy and remember your wedding day."
It was so sweet and hilarious at the same time.
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