Today we went out for lunch and my daughter found a french fry on her plate that looked like a cresent moon. She immediately became "attached" to this french fry! She named it "Frenchie" and refused to eat it. She also insisted on bringing it home and tried to keep it in her closet. Then, poor Frenchie broke so she wanted to tape it. I explained that you can't tape a french fry so we compromised on putting it in the freezer and "freezing it back together"!
So, now I have "Frenchie" the French Fry in my freezer. I Wonder how long I'll have to keep that!
My husband just keeps shaking his head and telling me, "That's your child!"
Life is like an amusement park... exciting, exhausting, and never ever boring!
2 comments:
Thanks for bringing that up, Denise!! lol
She is VERY much like me...I haven't decided yet if that's a good thing or a bad thing!
Do y'all watch Arthur? That story reminds me of DW's attachment to the snowball she put in the freezer. Melanie does the same sort of thing. She has weird stuff stashed all over the place.
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