Wa wa wa waaaaaah

We were at the SF Ferry Building yesterday and got some sorbet.

I dropped B's on the ground.

He looked down at it and sang:

http://sadtrombone.com/

Um, I can see you.

[category: boring but awesome]

B kept picking at a spot on his face, making it bleed. Today I told him to stop picking it. He kept on and I scolded him. Then he grabbed a pillow, put it over his face, and proceeded to pick under the pillow. I told him, "Dude, I can still see you." And he glanced up guiltily.

Now, I'm sure this happens all the time in families across the globe. That it's a normal occurrence for a "typical" child to hide his face behind an object to disobey his mother. BUT, the fact that he actually thought that I wouldn't know what he was doing under the pillow because (he thought) I couldn't see it - well, it's sheer genius to me. Most of you reading will know why. Those of you who don't, read this:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sally-Anne_test

Sheer genius, I say!

Smooch!

Me: B, come give me a kiss.
(B approaches, giving me his forehead to kiss)
Me: I wanna kiss your lips!
(B gives me his forehead)
Me: I want a lip kiss!
B (pointing to forehead): This is lip!