I always figured 32 was a little young to be a grandmother, but oh well...

My child has quite the imagination. For several days now, he has woken up in the morning telling Phillip and me who we will all be for the day. So far, we have mainly been characters from "The Land Before Time" and its many sequels. The first day, Jack announced that Phillip was Topsy, I was Tria and he was Trisha. Now, Triceratops are pretty cool and manly, but Phillip wasn't thrilled about having to call his son Trisha all day!

Yesterday, when the little stinker crawled in bed with us as he does every morning, he announced that he was Littlefoot, Phillip was Grandpa Longneck and I was Grandma Longneck. All day long, he called me Grandma. Once, I asked him to do something and he said, "Mommy, I mean Grandma, I'm not Jack anymore. I'm Littlefoot. Yeah, dat's wight. I'm Littlefoot!".

Each day is quite an adventure around here. I just wonder who we'll be tomorrow?!