Claire- “There were boys at the park and they thought I was cute. They kept trying to talk to me. They were attractive to me.”
Me- “Oh, so you thought they were cute, too?”
Claire- “No, they thought I was cute.”
Me- “Oh, they were attracted to you.”
Claire- “Yes. They were ATTRACTED to me. One was a lot older. He was like 10.”
Me- “Uh-oh. You really are in a pickle now.”
Claire nods in agreement.
Monday, June 30, 2008
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It seems to start younger and younger these days...I'm sure she will have this problem for decades to come.
Ahhhh, I remember those days, when parents were old and grandparents were positively ancient.
I love how serious kids can be... 10, huh? A distinguished older gentleman, to be sure. : )
When 30 was old...and now we wish we could go back to even that age...
Wow, my birthday's tomorrow and I'm 42. I'm oooooolder.
I wonder what she would say about a 19-year old difference? She'd probably tell me that I am just really stupid. Maybe the most stupid person. EVER.
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