Scene: Thursday night, in the garden.
Monroe spots her slide (hidden at the end of the garden so that she can't see it from the living room, otherwise we'd never have a moment's peace.)
Monroe: Slide!
Mommy: Slide? You want to slide?
Monroe: Slide.
Mommy: Okay, I'll go get it Monroe, wait here.
I heft the plastic lawn toy out in front of me and hobble along the stone path. I set it down with a big groan.
Monroe: Good job!!
Good job, Mommy!!
ReplyDeleteGREAT Gandpa Adams
Well, she couldn't do it, but she sure knew how to get you to do it! LOL
ReplyDeleteGreat Aunt Geneva