My Baby Thinks He's Spiderman.

Dinner tends to be raucous event here at Chez PTN. We get through the meal, but we have a tendency to linger, talking, joking, being goofy and laughing. It's pretty awesome. The other night,for some forgotten reason, the "rock on" hand symbol entered the revelry. I don't remember how. I've slept since then. I also probably had a glass (or three) of wine.

From "rock on," we went to "I love you." Precious, yes? Yes. I reached over to Big Red and tapped him on the nose with my "I love you" fingers. "I love you, Big Red!"

The little shit looks me in the eye, flips his "I love you" hand up, webslinger style, and says,

"Phppt, phppt. You have spiderwebs in your eyes!" He then laughs so hard he falls out of his chair.

Needless to say, that stopped the laughter. His, anyway. I found it hilarious.