On Top Of Spaghetti
Last night at the dinner table:
Zosia: "Daddy, I have a question to tell you."
Me: "What is it?"
Zosia: "I love you."
Me: "I love you too, honey."
Zosia: "And mama, I have a question to tell you, too."
Daryl: "What is it?"
Zosia: "I love meatballs."
In her defense, they were pretty good meatballs.
Labels: zosia
2 Comments:
I think you're underestimating Zosia's use of transitive logic . . . I think she was calling you a meatball.
b
That's awesome.
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