The Archangel was just keeping The Saint occupied while I was washing dishes. He was talking to him, telling him how old all of us are.
The Archangel: "Mom, how years old are you?"
Me: "Thirty-xx."
The Archangel to The Saint: "And Mommy is thirty-xx. She's really old."
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Now I Know Why I've Been Feeling So Ancient Lately!
Posted by Maria at 4:18 PM
Labels: munchkin speak
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