Monday, August 9, 2010
Em: Mom, if you die who will be my mommy?
Me: I'm not going to die.
Em: But what if you're like 10 hundred years old?
Me: Then you will be old enough to take care of yourself.
Em: But I still need a mommy. What if you die?
Me: Well, who would you like to be your mommy?
Me: But I'm dead! You can't pick me! (yes, I got a little too invested in the scenario)
Em: Ummm... OK. Then I'd pick Jodi. (my sister)
Me: That sounds like a good idea.
Em: But don't die OK mom?
Me: I'll try not to.
Then we moved onto more important things like boogers and toothbrushes.
That guy sure keeps things interesting around here.
**Oh and don't forget to enter to win the PW cookbook. It's soooo worth your time.**
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