Not really. The only thing missing from this picture is the cool stripey witch socks.
India dragged Maya into her secret play space while I was out of the room for 20 seconds. I'm thinking of the fun {read: damage} they'll have when Maya's legs start working.
Last week after lunch outside on the porch, I said:"India, go put your plate in the garbage."
India: "No, you go put the plate in the garbage."
Me: "No, you go put the plate in the garbage. I am not your maid."
India: "You is my mommy maid."
Me: "No, I'm not. You've got legs. Put your plate in the garbage.
India: "I NOT YOUR MAID!"
Me: "YES YOU ARE. GO PUT YOUR PLATE IN THE GARBAGE NOW."
4 comments:
Both of the picture and the story are so funny! You've got fun girls!
Thanks for this. I had that witch song in my head all day. :)
Love it! So funny!
hahah! glad i'm not the only one having these kinds of conversations.
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