Hannah: "Mommy! I have a great idea. Let's have those baby pickles for lunch. Sound like a good idea?"
Me: "Sure thing. How many do you want?"
Hannah: "Three. Cause I am three."
I scoop out three pickles and hand them to her, she cups her hands and starts walking to the table-all while bent over talking to the pickles
Hannah: "You want to go see your mommy and daddy. Yes? OK, I bring you to your mommy and daddy. See, now you all on the plate. Now I going to eat you."
2 comments:
hahahaha
Sounds like the pickles were in a pickle!
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