A very short story – When Sarah was two she called my father “snowman” instead of grandaddy. We never understood why she did it, but it stuck for several months and provided fodder for MANY jokes among family members.
A very short story – When Sarah was two she called my father “snowman” instead of grandaddy. We never understood why she did it, but it stuck for several months and provided fodder for MANY jokes among family members.
Butterfly keeps sitting at the table, holding a picture of ‘Santa’ (wonder where that came from? *wink*), saying “That is so wrong. Where are the kids? Santa can’t have a picture by himself.”
I put the picture on the buffet where she couldn’t reach it and every time she walks by, she mutters, “That is STILL wrong.”
Thanks for the card. 🙂