Baby-girl (in the fridge): "Thank you for getting old!"
Me: "Uh. PARDON ME???"
Baby-girl: "Cheese. Thank you for getting old cheddar."
Me: "Thank you for clarifying..."
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Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Says the baby-girl: We're getting a new principal at our school...
Me: Oh? How do you know?
Baby-girl: I met him. He came to my french class.
Me: What's his name?
Baby-girl: I don't remember.
Me: Was he nice?
Baby-girl: I don't remember.
Me: Was he old or young?
Baby-girl: I dunno.
Me: Well, was he older than me?
Baby-girl: Mommy! I don't KNOW!
Me: Well, was he younger or the same age or what?
Baby-girl: MOMMY!
Me: Do you remember ANYTHING?
Baby-girl: Yeah. He was TALLER than you.
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Baby-girl: I met him. He came to my french class.
Me: What's his name?
Baby-girl: I don't remember.
Me: Was he nice?
Baby-girl: I don't remember.
Me: Was he old or young?
Baby-girl: I dunno.
Me: Well, was he older than me?
Baby-girl: Mommy! I don't KNOW!
Me: Well, was he younger or the same age or what?
Baby-girl: MOMMY!
Me: Do you remember ANYTHING?
Baby-girl: Yeah. He was TALLER than you.
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