Cute little story… not really a story but whatever….

We were driving home this afternoon from my nephew’s birthday party (Happy Birthday Dylan!), and both boys were seriously doggin’ it.  It’s only a 10 min. ride and despite being on sugar overload, James was very quiet for the entire ride.  Anyway, I start sneezing for some reason (do I need a reason to sneeze?) and this sweet little voice in the back seat goes “bwesh you”.  He’s reaching the age where he’s putting it all together, that kid is cuter than the dickens sometimes.  So I matter-of-factly said “thank you” and silence took over again.  Meanwhile I contemplated pulling over and lacquering him with kisses, but I’ve learned never to mess with the Mojo of a tired toddler.  So now he (and his brother) are upstairs in dreamland.  Ahhhh…. thank you birthday party!!!