Mr N is fixing Bonesteele's crib:
Miss E: Apparently he's having a hard time.
Mrs N: I think Daddy can do it. He's strong.
Miss E (doubtfully): I don't know...
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Miss E: Lift me up on your shoulders!
Mrs N: Um, I'm not strong enough to do that. Maybe when Daddy gets home, he can do that.
Miss E: If I ask him pretty please.
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Mr N walks in the front door and sees Miss E.
Mr N: Hi buddy!
Miss E: I not a buddy, I a girl!
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Miss E: I'm hungry! I want Cheerios!
Mrs N: What if I make...pancakes!
Miss E gasps, then spins around in delight.
Miss E: You're the cute best of ever!
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Mrs N puts a piece of pizza down in front of Miss E. It is 5 Italian cheese pizza (Freschetta Brick Oven). Miss E, who loves homemade pizza with just mozzarella, scrunches up her nose and announces "Too stinky!" Apparently Miss E is not an Italian cheese connoisseur. Ha ha
3 comments:
Oh, how I adore that sweet little Miss E.
Too funny. So much personality. Also found that true story gross. Oh, the joys of motherhood.
Ok Sweetie,
Uncle Scott and I don't know if we would admit this to the world it would definately be good blackmail material in the future.
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