The other night as I was putting Kate to bed, we for some reason started talking about kissing.
“Kissing is gross,” she told me.
“No it’s not. I kiss you, that’s not gross,” I said as I kissed her cheek. “I kiss Sammy, and that’s not gross either.”
“You kiss me and Sammy like this,” she said. (I made her recreate this for me, you know, for the sake of the blog.)
“And you kiss Daddy like this,” she said as she wiggled her head wildly.
“Kathryn Elizabeth, you have never seen that!” I said indignantly.
Instantly a triumphant look came across her face as she exclaimed “SO YOU DO!”
“I, uh, I didn’t say that!” I fumbled.
“Well, do you or don’t you?” she asked.
I had no choice. I had to change the subject. “So let’s talk about what you want for Christmas…”
Ha ha ha. I believe that’s called “entrapment!!” She gotcha!!!
Santa’s gonna’ have to be real good to her this year…I’m thinkin’ Barbie Dream House, Car, Vacation trip, all of Ken’s stuff (the divorced Barbie), and most of the Justice catalog!!
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That is too cute.
That. is. so. funny. One smart cookie!
Ha ha ha! Love it!
Ha ha ha! Love it!
BTW I love your blog!
Ewww, you’re so gross! KIDDING! I don’t blame you for resorting to Christmas presents to get out of that one!
Seriously, Em…what am I supposed to say to this? I hope you and Andi (he does have a name, I know
at least keep your eyes closed!!! LOL
Dang, this made my day!
OMGoodness! That is SO funny!
Priceless…
thank you for sharing this moment!