Girl child to me as I am lying in bed the other morning:
"Mama, you have a head?"
Sleepy me thinking, 'Oh, God, did it roll off my neck again?'
Girl child to me as she sits on my lap eating yogurt this early morning:
"Mama, you like cabbage?"
Me thinking, 'What? Do I smell like sauerkraut?'
Girl child to me as I am getting her dressed:
"My socks are angry."
Be glad it's not your diaper, kid.
Girl child to me as I am putting her to bed:
"I am not spaghetti."
Mm, maybe just a little around the eyes.
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