My lovely son is already an insult master. I don't even know how it happened, but it did. Anytime he's mad at me, or I tell him something he doesn't want to hear, he looks me right in the eyes and says, "You old mommy."
Ouch, now that cuts me deep Justin. I wonder who told him I was freaking out so much about turning 30 in August? Oh right, that was probably me and my big mouth. Me turning the big 3-oh no is turning out to be a weekly conversation topic over dinner. Guess he listens to more than I think he does! Better watch what other insecurities I let slip out around him, I don't want to give him more ammunition to use against me.