So we were eating a breakfast honey cereal that is what my kids call it. "I want some honey cereal" Selah says. As we are eating it I tell Selah, "You are my honey!" She smiles and tells me "You are my honey." then she turns around and tells Seth "Seth, you are my honey" With a pouty face he says "no. I am not your honey." I explain to Seth that being someones honey is that you make their life sweet like honey. He replies "Well, mostly I am Cathy's honey".
