Our conversation as we walked to the bus today:
Emma (with a faraway look on her face): "Mom, someone's talking to us."
Mom: "Really? Who?"
Emma: "The wind."
Mom: "Oh. What's it saying?"
Emma (snapping back to Earth): "I don't know. I don't speak Wind."
I love this girl. Life would be so boring without her.
5 years ago
Now that is just funny! So innocent. Mom, of course she can't speak wind. What were you thinking? Oh, she's a doll. Never a dull moment at the Wadsworths' home is there? I can't believe how much she looks like Grandma Wadsworth. What a beautiful little girl!
ReplyDeleteShe is such a doll! You are lucky to have such a bright little girl.
ReplyDeleteWhat a cutie pie!
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