J's son asked him to call me to come over Saturday. He always asks about me when I'm not with them.
When I came over, I gave him a hug, and he asked me not to put my boob in his face. Oops. Lol.
We built a gingerbread house. A gumdrop had dropped on the floor and he kept trying to get J to eat it. J wouldn't, so then he was trying to get me to eat it. I did, and he started laughing and told me it had fallen on the floor (he didn't know I knew it had been on the floor). I said, "ew, you let me eat that off of the floor? I thought you liked me!" And he said "I love you, but I still let you eat it!" Awww. He said he loves me!
Also, he likes to tell me about how the neighbor's chihuaLa is mean to him, lol.
He's 4. His mom has primary custody. We haven't met, although I was really good friends with her twin sister in college. Her and J don't get a long all that well.
Apparently, the son told his mom that I don't like it when he shows me his weiner. Lol, I think he's only done it once, and J told him not to do it again. His mom told him to tell me that if I don't like it, I can leave. So she sounds like a real treat!