Tigger to her daddy: "Dad, can we have a fire in the backyard?"
Her dad: ?!?
Just in case you need clarification: we live in the metropolitan city limits. We can just barely have a grill in the backyard, much less a bonfire. But, as I pointed out to Prince Charming, at least she asked first.
Tigger to me: "Do you like kissing?"
Me: ?!? Dithering, stammering, wondering where that came from.
Me (after above stalling): "Well, yes, I guess I do."
Tigger: "Is kissing love?"
Never a dull minute, folks. Never.
3 comments:
Tigger can have a fire in our backyard if she wants, but I'll remember to divert the kissing questions back to you. :)
Yes, you should be concerned that you don't have a blog name. It would have to be something royal-ish because you're married to the prince. I'll think of something. :)
It was even in a sort of "like we always do" tone. They have the little pile of sticks all ready to go. I'm halfway tempted to . . .
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