Sometimes. Sometimes I think it is more like population: 3/4. Or 1/2. Where are you? I want to call. Even if she is standing there right in front of me.
I have always thought I fell along the more free-spirited side of the spectrum. I have nothing on my daughter. It is a sight to see. Sometimes I think, I should be mad. But I am laughing. Sometimes I think, I should be laughing. But doggone it, I am mad. What in the world is she doing?
Case in point: these.
Here is how the conversation went-
"Becca Boo- who ate your shoes?"
"Me. Becca did."
OK then.
I did not get an answer to "where is that missing piece?". I don't want to think about it.
4 comments:
Oh my goodness. She sounds just like my kids! LOL! The days where I just look at them and go "... what on earth possessed you to do that??" and wander away in amazement....
Too funny!
AHAHAHAHAHA!
I love her! thanks for texting the pic! she is wonderful:)
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