I really have no one to blame but myself for what happened at lunch yesterday.
As Max and I were eating he accidentally spilled his milk. It didn't look like he had spilled much; I think most of it went between his bib and his shirt. I got up to get a towel and while in the kitchen I heard him mumble something about taking his bib off. As I rounded the corner I saw that he had gotten his bib off to inspect the damage done to his shirt. He had started to wipe the milk off his shirt and in the process I hear my 2-year-old say, "You gotta be freakin' kiddin' me!"
Yes, I admit it-this is a phrase I use often. I am not proud of it-especially now that I know my son has picked it up and knows exactly how to use it. I, however, did not say it when he spilled his milk. :)