In the wee hours of the morning, Peter likes to crawl in bed with me and cuddle. He doesn't always get too - as he tends to wake up after I'm out of bed. And sometimes he will request cuddles even if I'm mad dashing around the house (which I try to accommodate as much as possible).
And often when Peter disagrees with me he'll say "Well I'm still your cuddle bug and I love you anyway." An example, "Peter, put four on the floor please or you'll lose your chair." "Ok - but I'm still your cuddle bug and I love you anyway."
So the other day we were sitting on the bed and he was getting his cuddle time in when the following conversation happened:
Peter: Mom, I'm your cuddle bug and I will be forever!
Me: Awww, I love cuddling with you!
Peter: I'm YOUR cuddle bug, and I'm daddy's STINKYBUG!
Me: [laughing...can't help it] You should go tell Daddy!
Peter: [runs into the bathroom where William is] Daddy Daddy Daddy! I'm your stinkybug!
William: Oh...ok...that's good to know.
Peter: See? [toot]
So last night William is putting the kids to bed.
Peter: Dad! I'm your STINKYBUG! [runs over and toots on William]
William: OK! If you are my stinkybug, then that means I get to toot on you too! [returns the favor]
Rebekah: [A little nervous] Dad...I'm *JUST* your cuddle bug...right? RIGHT?
Who knew bodily functions could be so entertaining. I was glad I wasn't in the room.