Wednesday, June 15, 2011


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!


Whimsy-ma-blog said...

that made me laugh!

susanswenton said...

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.

SDK said...

True that. I'm in the same boat- literally gave my life blood for two years and they still love daddy best.

Carley (and Ed!) said...

Come on over, Molly! I knew I liked that kid! So what if she has no clue why she likees me?

Molly said...

Did you copy this from a Reader's Digest entry?