Kids...
Omigod.
I got out of the shower a few minutes ago, and my stepdad came up to me to tell me the most interesting story of something my baby sister had said.
Rachel, four years old, by the way, went into my room while I was in the shower, looking for me. Bob went into the room after her and told her to leave. "But I wanna talk to Barbara!" she pouted, continuing to look around in my rom for me. "Barbara's not in here right now, Rachel," Bob replied, going over to her to steer her out. "That's okay," she said with a shrug. "I'll just talk to her boyfriend then."
I choked when he told me that. There are... no words. Absolutely no words.
I think in about five minutes I'm giong to start hysterically laughing, though.
I got out of the shower a few minutes ago, and my stepdad came up to me to tell me the most interesting story of something my baby sister had said.
Rachel, four years old, by the way, went into my room while I was in the shower, looking for me. Bob went into the room after her and told her to leave. "But I wanna talk to Barbara!" she pouted, continuing to look around in my rom for me. "Barbara's not in here right now, Rachel," Bob replied, going over to her to steer her out. "That's okay," she said with a shrug. "I'll just talk to her boyfriend then."
I choked when he told me that. There are... no words. Absolutely no words.
I think in about five minutes I'm giong to start hysterically laughing, though.