Saturday, July 3, 2010


While reading The Giving Tree - the part where the boy is an old man and just needs a place to rest.

A: Mommy, I want to be old.
M: You will be old someday, sweetie, but you don't want to be old yet. You want to be young so you can play!
(we continue reading)
A: Mommy, I want to be an old stump.

(The ambition this one has! he he)


A: Mommy, I love you.
M: Aww, thanks sweetie. I love you, too.
A: I love you too, Mommy. You're my best friend.

(I just had to document this so I can show her in a few years when she views me as the furthest thing from her best friend. She tells me ALL THE TIME that I'm her best friend. I will definitely enjoy it while it lasts!)

1 comment:

Cristi said...

An old stump. Hmmmm Ok that one beats my sons "ambition" at around that age to be a - Wait for it-- Garbage man. Yes he really wanted to ride on the back of that truck while standing up. He has since changed plans.