Mommy is a Cute Tomato

One of my earliest memories when I was a child was something I did for my dad. He would pull me aside and give me instructions; go tell my mom, Grandma, that dad thinks she is a cute tomato.

Now that I have my own child I get to have her do the same thing. I pulled Alyce off to the side and asked her if she could go tell Mommy that she is a cute tomato. Of course Mommy was within earshot so she new what was coming. Alyce took my instructions and ran over to Mommy and recited "cute omato". Not exactly spot on but Mom and I got the drift. Alyce was all smiles and very proud of herself after she completed her task. I think Mommy enjoyed it too since she had a smile or her face as well.