Yesterday, I told Anna that- no, we wouldn't be sawing a hole in the dining room table so she could play a prank on her dad. I asked her exactly how we would pay for a new table, "With my good looks?"
She replied, "No... you don't have any."
I fell over laughing, mostly from shock. She asked "What?" a few times as if she really didn't understand what all the fuss was about.
Later last night, as I was about to take a bite of my Quarter Greaser with cheese, Anna informed me that I probably shouldn't be eating that. I asked why.
"Well, burgers and fries are very fattening... and they will only make you F-A-T-E-R."
Later John tried to make me feel better by saying that she was probably just speaking in generalities. I told him that if that were so, she wouldn't have prefaced it with the word MOM, and she wouldn't have added the -ER at the end. ;)
Sheesh. What are they teaching kids these days? Actually, it's probably my fault. I tell her nothing is more important than honesty. Evidently we still need to work on tact.
She has redeemed herself though, today she has made me a "I love you" sign about 5 times with magnets from the fridge, and has made me3 (now 4 as I type this) paper snowflakes because "She loves her family more than anything in the world". What a kid, I tell ya.
Just a few more tidbits to round out this post...
I don't have one, therefore I probably don't need your medicine that you claim will make it grow 3 inches.
I already have a perfectly good fake designer watch, I don't need a new fake designer watch.
I really don't need to add 4 inches to my bust line, but if you have something to make it shrink 3 inches- you're in business.
And interesting referrals/google searches that led people to my site (as seen on my site meter account):
Getting the word out (Yes, I have a big mouth)
egg dying contest cartoon
I'd let Tyra feel my boobs (heehee, Slackermommy)
white nerdy (That's me)
*One that is too gross for me to type out, involving diapers- TYVM* (sick SOBS!)
chocolate and mood (you know it!)
corolla drop 100 foot and explode (Well, we about made out little Corolla hatchback explode, but not quite)
cruel to "have an only child"
Why does my mother annoy me? ( The age old question... that I still do NOT have the answer to. I can't wait until my girls start asking that one. Oh wait, Anna does already.)
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PS- please check out mine and Factor 10's challenge to share your real or Virtual Prom faux pas... We are putting the Dork Spin on Karianne's Birthday Prom coming up on the 14th. :D Here's a teaser... click it to see the detail, baby... you know you wanna. ;)