Me (to Brigid, while playing with her sand table in the backyard): If you keep dumping your sand out on the ground like that, you won't be able to play with your table anymore because there won't be any left.
Her: Dumps another two shovels full of sand onto the ground, while looking me directly in the eyes but saying nothing.
Me: Yeah, I've got nothing for that. You win.
(I'm losing my touch, aren't I? I'm going to have to work on that...)
Those rotten kids, always finding a loophole.
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ReplyDeleteBrigid has you wrapped around here little fingers...too cute!!
Lol! I am loosing my touch too these days...sigh...
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