Mo comes into our room early in the morning wearing her new watch that came in her Chick-fil-A kid's meal. She is already fussing at Sam who is pleading with her to wear the watch.
Mo: No, Sam. You can't wear this watch. You can only wear a watch if you know how to tell time.
Me: Oh, really. You know how to tell time? What time is it?
Mo (without hesitation): I have no idea. I just have to ask somebody.
1 comment:
awesome. That big sibling tone is so familiar these days:)
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