just call me Bob

We have a little neighbor girl (and her brother) who have recently taken an interest in hanging at our house. I was asking Connor what the brother's name is since they've been playing together. Connor hasn't bothered to find out. He just tells me, "I hope that boy comes over to play basketball today." I told him it might be nice if he'd ask him his name rather than calling him "that boy". Coby heard this conversation and told me that the little girl had asked him his name and he told her Coby, "but she kept calling me CobyD so I told her just to call me BOB!" heehee

I asked Coby, "Do you want your name to be Bob?"

Coby: No, but she can't get my name right....."

Coby is SO funny! I guess he'd rather be called by the completely wrong name rather than be called his name wrong. He kills me sometimes.

Another funny thing that Coby told me is that I "looked hot" when trying on a new shirt! I asked him where he heard that and he told me he "just picked it up somewhere!" Oh my. Someone forgot to give him the memo that boys shouldn't think/say that about their own mom! However, it was sweet for me to hear!

Goodness. I've got my work cut out for me with this one!!! Oh, who am I kidding? We've got our work cut out with all three of them! :)