Today at school, Allison got a balloon. It was causing all kinds of trouble in the car on the way home...it wasn't tied to her wrist right, it was moving around in a way that was unpleasing to her very picky 5 year old mind, etc. I tried to distract her by asking questions about non-balloon related topics in my most cheerful, patient mom voice. This is what she said: "Mom, will you stop talking to me like that? It's making me disturbed."
The feeling is more than mutual, babe.
3 comments:
I'm laughing out loud! Love it!
That's too funny!
So funny!
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