Isabel: "Mom, how about you get me some milk and I'll get my blanket."
Me: "Deal."
(I get up and start walking to the kitchen. Isabel simply gets up, walks a few feet, picks up her blanket, and lays back down)
Me: "I thought you had to go all the way upstairs to get your blanket."
Isabel: "I got you! HAHAHAHAHA!"
Wednesday, December 9, 2015
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