This morning, my three year old walked into the room and fell to the floor with a big sigh.
Me: What's wrong?
Her: I'm not married.
Me: You're three.
Her: I'm afraid I'll never get married!
Me: Again, you're three. You've got a long way to go.
Her: When will I ever get married?
Me: When you find a guy as great as daddy.
Her: No, Daddy doesn't wear princess underwear.
3 comments:
AHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAH!!! That is about as funny as the time my older son told my younger son that God is inside everyone and my younger son exclaimed in astonishment, "You mean God is in my stomach!!?!?!"
Dontcha just LOVE kids?
That is awesome! Sounds like a wedding day toast story to me.
My almost-4-year-old told her almost-2-year-old sister last night "No, I'm not going to marry you. I'm going to marry myself."
Egotistical much?
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