YOU GUYS I MADE A FRIEND
BossPerson's seven-year-old daughter, at the LaHa last night:
"Ms. Larkin, can you spend the night at my house tonight?"
NAWWWWWWWWWWW. Then she totally tried to KIDNAP ME.
Her: Can you buckle my seatbelt for me when we leave?
Me: Why would you need me to do that?
Her: [squirms around cutely] Because I have a PLAN.
Me: Is your plan to lure me into your car so I'm caught and have to go over to your house for a sleepover?
Her: [nods adorably]
Me: But now it's not going to work, because you told me your plan!
Her: [considers this, then drags me toward her van with a firm hold on my index finger]
"Ms. Larkin, can you spend the night at my house tonight?"
NAWWWWWWWWWWW. Then she totally tried to KIDNAP ME.
Her: Can you buckle my seatbelt for me when we leave?
Me: Why would you need me to do that?
Her: [squirms around cutely] Because I have a PLAN.
Me: Is your plan to lure me into your car so I'm caught and have to go over to your house for a sleepover?
Her: [nods adorably]
Me: But now it's not going to work, because you told me your plan!
Her: [considers this, then drags me toward her van with a firm hold on my index finger]