Day 1 and I'm already scraping the bottom of the barrel. Here goes...
You know those people that always talk about their kids? I think we all agree they are annoying. You know the type, the ones that gush about their kids in school, or on the ball field, or whatever. I even knew a working mom that seemed to take pride in the fact her kid moved their bowels, and she wouldn't hesitate to tell us all the gory details. I mean c'mon, your kid took a dump - enough already. The fact is, the only people that want to hear kids stories, are their parents and grandparents...and I'm not even too sure about grandparents.
That being said, I have a story about my four year old, Cassie. Her mom was telling her that I was going to Miami on business. She told her over and over. However, on the morning of my departure, I asked her if she knew where I was going. She said, "Sure, daddy, you're going to 'Mommy's Ammy'". I had no clue what she was saying. After confirming that she meant to say that, it dawned on me. She interpreted "Miami" as "my ammy". Thus, it became "mommy's ammy".
Now, do you understand why I can't stand people talking about their kids? I know you do.