Me: Molly, Mommy has to go to work today.
Molly: But who will watch over me?
Me: Oma and Opa.
Molly: I want Miss Carley (pronounced Miss Tarley) to watch over me.
Me: Why?
Molly: I don't know (pronounced I-on't-know)
Me: Well, what are your reasons?
Molly (thinking for a while): Um, winter...spring...summer...fall!
5 comments:
that made me laugh!
thrown und under the bus after endless games of YOU BE THE TEENAGER AND I WILL BE THE 6 YEAR OLD and cerebral dealings with Strawberry Shortcake.
True that. I'm in the same boat- literally gave my life blood for two years and they still love daddy best.
Come on over, Molly! I knew I liked that kid! So what if she has no clue why she likees me?
Did you copy this from a Reader's Digest entry?
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