Me: (In car, driving to get sandwiches)
"So - when I get you a new Daddy - what kind do you want him to be?"
Em (Pauses, looks thoughtfully at the ceiling):
"Nice - he should cook and clean. Buy me things. And have a sense of humor."
Me:
"Yeah. This one has no sense of humor. Sorry about that."
Em:
"Its all right. The next one will."
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I'm looking forward to the follow-up post - Terrance's reaction when Em relays this conversation to him.
You two are quite a pair.
Ha! That's awesome.
Oh that is so funny! You cheeky little minx you!
thank god the mama does.
That's funny----she is just like her mama...
You should teach her "rich".
P.S. I talked about you on my blog. (You shoe whore you. I say that with love, ok?)
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