14 Dec 2011 § Leave a comment
So, it was the weekend. We were on the way out when the lil missy gestured to her going-out bag and said,
“I want my butterfly, mommy.”
Considering how many butterfly toys she has, I asked, “What butterfly?”
She gave me a sideway glance, rolled her eyes and sighed. Yes. Sighed!
Then she put her hands together, flapped her fingers like butterfly wings…and to add insult to injury, she said very slowly,
I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Sarcasm. From my baby girl (I have to keep reminding myself that she’s turning three soon; no longer a baby!).
Ah, she’s got my genes alright.