Faith: "Daddy, you are so, so nauseous!"
Tommy: ????
Me: "I think she means 'obnoxious.'"
Faith: "I picked up all my toys, and now my floor is clean as an elephant!"
Me: "As an elephant?"
Faith: "Well, no, elephants are dirty. It's clean as a giraffe!"
Me: "This room is a mess; you need to pick it up."
Faith: "But I just made this mess!"
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
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2 comments:
I do believe I've HEARD that last comment come from a dear neighbor and good friend of mine in the distant past.... ;)
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