Because we went to Bob Evans tonight for dinner, I was reminded of just one of the thousands of reasons why I love motherhood:

Eppie and I (and the kiddos) went to Bob Evans at christmas time with some friends who were home for the holidays.  When we were looking at the menu, Daniel asked, “Mom, why is the word “boob” on the menu?”

(whispering) “Uh, I don’t think that word is on here.”

So he preceeds to show me the word “Bob.”

Everyone, of course laughed, (Bob Evans during the day.  Boob Evans at night - ha ha).

But what made this even funnier was that I told everyone that he doesn’t even know how to read yet.  So they all wondered how he knew the word “boob.” 

A few days before this, Eppie gave me a journal for my birthday.  Daniel was jealous and wanted one himself.  So I gave him a notebook and he would “write” in his when I would write in mine.  He came over one time and said, “Mom, what does this word spell?”

“Well Daniel, you just spelled the word boob.”

“Oh?”

And that’s the story behind why he knew the word boob.  And that, my friends, is just another reason why motherhood is the best!