Just so you know, if you ever get trapped somewhere with OGG, you're probably a dead man. Here's the conversation I had with her earlier about her baby egg she got from school that she's *supposed* to be treating like a baby. Oh yeah, she's in 2nd grade by the way.
Me: Olivia, where's your baby egg?
O: I ate it.
Me: What??? You ate your baby?
O: It wasn't a baby, it was an egg.
Me: But you were supposed to pretend it was a baby and take care of it.
O: Oh....can I get another egg then?
Me: No way, tell your teacher you ate your baby.
How funny is that???
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