Parsons gone Reggae

This morning's wake up routine with my little guy had a certain ring to it...it reminded me of something I couldn't quite put my finger on at the time.  But, happily, it came to me later in the day.


Me:  "Get up."

(Waiting....)

Me:  "Stand up."

(Still waiting....)

Little dude:  "Stand up?"

(Spacey, quizzical look....)

Little dude:  "In real life?"

(Mom rolling eyes....)


Do you see it?  Do you hear it in your mind?  Go ahead, read it again, and this time channel your inner Bob Marley.  I double dog dare ya.

See?

Awesome, dude!  Irie, mon.