Grace: Mom what are those twirly things that go up in the air?
Mom: I don't know what you mean Grace.
Grace: You know Mom...those twirly things...croutons I think.
Mom: Oh, you mean batons.
Grace: Ya...batons. Mrs. White said she used to be a baton twirler.
Mom: Cool...that's even better than a crouton twirler.
Hannah: Mom, when am I going to get married?
Mom: I don't know honey. Only God knows.
Hannah: Mom, I think I know why you kiss the person you are marrying on your wedding day.
Mom: Oh ya, why?
Hannah: Because it's the first time you get to kiss your husband.
Mom: Yep...that sounds good.
( I swear I didn't plant that idea in her head, but since it's there...)
Showing posts with label the mouths of babes. Show all posts
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Wednesday, February 10, 2010
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