A Redneck Girl

I love the time I get to spend with Noah when I pick him up from school. We talk about his day, we laugh, we bond. He tells me about all the good deeds he has done that day and what a perfect mother I am...are you buying it? Yeah I didn't think so. We do have a nice time though...well most of the time. Today he got in the car in a pretty good mood. Very chatty, very unlike Noah. He proceeded to tell me that... "I hurted the foot when I  went to the dock with Jake and when i go to that dock I have fun and we catched the fish and the crab net get tangled and there was mud lots of mud and why you not like mud and if I no like to fish then why we go to dock and if no crab go in the net why there is a net and why you no like the mud mom I wish my da got married a redneck girl."  (insert deep sigh here) Did you get that... Yeah took me a while too. But really try to absorb that last sentence. A redneck girl...that is what he said. The rest of the conversation went like this:

Me: What?
Noah: You know girl who like the mud and the fish and the ball and can cook good. Like your other family.
Me: What?
Noah: She can cook the food good and she can go to the fishing. You know. Like the girl... the redneck girl. I like the redneck.
Me: What?
Noah: Maybe Da not marry her but maybe she a second mother who you know cook good and like the fish.
Me: What?
Noah: Maybe I not get a second mother but maybe get a may you know who clean the house and can cook good. She need be a redneck girl. A redneck may.
Me: WHAT?
Noah: Never mind.

Well I think I have since figured out that the may means maid. I too would like a redneck maid. A redneck maid who likes to cook and clean. A redneck maid who likes to organize laundry (because as I have stated before that is not one of my gifts). A redneck maid.

Noah and I can dream!