Samantha is obsessed with "why" questions lately. So as I was working on some stuff this weekend, I was not surprised at all to hear her asking me "Why?"
Over and over and over.
When I had just about exhausted all the answers I could think of, I finally said "So Daddy doesn't have a cow."
That stopped the whys immediately.
Instead she moved on to the following:
"Daddy has a cow?"
"No, he doesn't, and we don't want him to have one."
"Daddy wants a cow?"
"No he doesn't and we don't want him to."
This kept going for a little while until she finally ended with "I ask God for cow."
How can you help but laugh?
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1 comments:
Love it! Thanks for the belly laughs!
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