Today I took The Boss with me to the town hall to deposit some checks related to a local newsletter I publish. As I recorded and tabulated, she conversed at length with everyone who walked by. One elderly gentleman took a seat next to her.
"I watched Curious George all night long," she informed him.
I shifted my attention from the receipt sheet to my daughter with eyebrow arched. "No, you didn't," I said. "Unless you were watching it in your dreams."
The Boss solemnly lifted her chin in my direction. She was tilted in thought. Then she spoke up: "Am I a dreamer, mommy?"
The man chuckled.
"I hope so," I said.
Monday, December 10, 2007
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Aw, cute!
Very, very cute!
I hope so, too. Lovely vingette.
Yes, I hope so too.
I think you can have some of the best conversations with children. Kids are so whimsical!
I'm kind of a lurker and just wanted to say that that is one of the most adorable things I've heard.
Always something cute from the mouths of babes.
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