So Gary Marriott and Marcus are wrestling and generally mucking about, when Marcus falls over and hurts his foot. He begins to cry and I come to see what has happened. We asses the damage (none) and Marcus looks up at me and says
“I broke my leg Mommy, but don’t worry I am not going to die.” His voice rising in octaves and excitement knowing he has my full attention.
“You know what would make my leg even better Mommy? Getting into your bed under the covers and watching tv!”
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A few tales from the #landofcute. When my tired child asks me what we are having for dinner, I answer.
“Turkey” to which he replies
“The shiney kind or the sparkly kind?”
When asked by my cousin Gena Rotstein about the shape of the city of Toronto, we mean it’s character, and he draws a circle in the air.
“If the top of my head is the top of me, is my bottom the bottom of me?”
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At tale from the #landofcute when I picked up Marcus from school the other day I asked him.
“Marcus do you need to go to the toilet?”
His response was priceless. He held up 4 fingers and said
“I went 50 times today and at least 20 kilometers”
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In the face of my old friend possibly loosing his son. I am hanging tightly to mine. I have a tale from the #landofcute tonight at the sushi restaurant Marcus asked our server for a dragon roll. Before she had a chance to answer, he asked her Do you have any dragons? She said yes, in the kitchen! Do you want to go see them? He was out of his seat before we could tell him it was a joke.
"Out of the mouth of babes and sucklings hast thou ordained strength"
