One evening, my husband asked our 8 year-old daughter to take our car and get us some donuts. Her reply, "I'm not even dressed!"
Emma and I were talking about cartoon characters and told me she recently saw one with a "lazy eye." I shared with her that I had dated a guy with a lazy eye and that his name was Marty. Emma responded, "Oh, like the zebra in Madagascar. Well, think of that the next time you date somebody named Marty." Then she added, "But don't tell Daddy."
Out of the blue, Emma pops off with: "Wouldn't be funny if Daddy was a midget?"
25 February 2009
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