As I was lying down on my bed resting for a minute, Joey crawled up next to me and the following conversation occurred.
Mom: Joey are you tired too.
Joey: Yahh
Pause
Joey: Mom, you're hot.
Mom: Thanks Joey.
Joey: You know like an oven is hot, you're hot.
Mom: Joey if you tell your wife that every day, she will love you.
I don't think we were referring to the same things, but hey, I can humor myself right?!
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