me: "Emma, what time is it?"
Emma: "Party time!" (habit from watching HSM)
me: "Nope. What time is it?"
Emma: "8 o'clock?"
Me: Nope. 8:30-which means it's past your...."
Emma: "Gas!!!"
And then she laughed so hard at herself she had tears rolling down her face.
2 comments:
Jami! I stumbled across your blog. You sound great. Your kids are cute!--Teri (Phippen) Sundquist
That is to cute. Connor has the strangest way a putting things. Bytheway, I don't have a garden. Brad goes those spuds on about 1000achres of land. Don't let you kids grow up to be Farmers. It's to much work.
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