What do you Say to That?
We've been out of town burying Grandma. More on that later, but here's a scene from breakfast at the hotel the other day. Sam is three now.
me: How's your yogurt?
Sam: I don't want it.
me: Why not?
Sam: (straight-faced) 'Cause I'm a pain.
me: How's your yogurt?
Sam: I don't want it.
me: Why not?
Sam: (straight-faced) 'Cause I'm a pain.
1 Comments:
It was a good time. I've always wished we were around those people more.
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