Wednesday, October 9, 2013

I'm in trouble.

Stop me if I've told you this one. The other day we were in the car, and B threw her arms down in disgust.
M: What in the world is wrong with you?
B: Ugh, I just want to be a grown up now!
M: Well, what is it that you can't do now that you have to wait for until you're older?
B: High heels.

After B's picture: "My turn, my turn for sih-wee face!"