SO everyone pretty much knows that my 3rd child is quite the kick in the pants. She says, does, etc. whatever she wants whenever she wants (but truly she isn't a big brat). We were riding alone in the car the other day and our conversation went something like this:
Kiersten: "Mom, you're an old mom."
Me: "I'm an old mom? What are mom's suppose to be?"
Kiersten: " Young moms. You are old. You know, like you need a stick to walk with because your old."
Me: "You mean a cane to walk with?"
Kiersten: "Yep."
I told her it was a good thing I loved her because otherwise I would be getting a complex about myself. Gotta love her:) She keeps our house lively for sure.
Monday, March 2, 2009
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Ha ha! That's so funny! Brecklyn once told me I had big fat legs. I felt really good about myself! :)
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