Wednesday, September 3

I was talking to my 6-year-olds today, and these are some of the things that came up:

We were discussing the ages of our moms and dads, and I said,
"My mom is 45..."
"oh. my. gosh..."

Then one of them, who had been wearing bandages on her legs the week before goes:
"Do you remember the girl last week with white bandages on her legs?"
me: "you...?"
her: "yeah..."
me: "how did you do that again?"
her: "I was riding my bike with a rope tied up to the goats..."
me: "ooh yeah..."

It took everything in me not to laugh at that story. Goats, really?

1 comment:

nancy said...

thanks for making me laugh and telling the world how old I am.