by Call me Momma
I don't want to say his name and embarrass him, so I'll call my son "boy." Here's what happened.
My boy yelled for me to come help him with his Reading homework.
“What’s this word?” he asked, pointing to it.
“Aw,” I said, “I know you know that word. Sound it out.”
I leaned over closer to him. “I see it right there. It's on the tip of your tongue. Spit it out!”
“Momma," he fussed, "I done spit and spit, and it WON’T come out!”
That boy says the funniest stuff!