Landon and I were outside earlier this week when he started getting a little rambunctious. I can't remember exactly what he was doing (hitting me with a stick or something...*sigh*), but I reprimanded him and marched off angrily toward the front porch. What did I hear my precious child mutter from his rope swing as I walked away?..."Mommy, you are a REDNECK."
Pause...Hmm. Now that's a new one.