Thursday, November 20, 2008

ah, youth

Me: Mommy, when am I going to get my red convertible?
Mommy: Not for a long time, little miss. You can't even learn to drive until you're sixteen.
Me: Sixteen? How long is sixteen? Are you sixteen?
Mommy: No, I'm twenty seven.
Me: TWENTY SEVEN???? You're almost ready to go in a wheelchair!

Later, to Madeline: Mommy is almost ready to go in a wheelchair, and so is Daddy.

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