Ethan runs into the kitchen while I'm making dinner.
"I need cheese, I need cheese." He yells out.
"Why do you need cheese?" I question.
"Because I a mouse." Cheese in hand he leaves.
Back in the hall, Emma says,
"Ethan, we are on a rocket ship, there are no mice."
Pause...
"Did the cook just give you that piece of cheese?"
3 comments:
That is funny. I guess you could look at is like, at least you have a place in their imaginary games still. :)
I love that!
Laughing too hard to comment.... Oh how I love the words that come from these precious children!!
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