Yesterday my three year old son, Mason, had the whole family laughing after dinner. My husband had been talking about the new mini skid steer his construction company had just bought, and all the work it was going to do. My mother called for her nightly chat with Mason, and the first thing he told her was about the new baby cow daddy had at work, and how daddy was going to take him in one day to meet it. It took us a minute to realize that Mason thought steer meant cow. We all had a good laugh over that one.
My Husband’s Baby Cow
April 1st, 2010 | Business
