So I realized that I haven't logged a new entry of my series, "A Conversation With Emma" in a while. But believe me, there's been no shortage of "Emma-isms," that's for sure. The chica is witty. Too witty, at times.
So this past weekend, girlfriend was really testing my nerves. I was trying to get out the door, to go on a ride, but of course Missy Lucille had put her attitude on first thing in the morning so she was being super-fun. And I can't even remember what she was doing, but I said "Emma, don't even THINK about it."
And what did she snap back with?
"Well, I AM thinking about."
*Big gap intentional. Represents the glare she's giving me and the glare I'm giving right back at her.*
Have I mentioned she's only FOUR. Lord help me. Rather, help Andy. Poor hubs is going to have some severe referring to do in 8 years or so.
2 comments:
Oh my goodness, that is too much! How do you not just laugh at her sometimes?
I love it! Well, my girls may not have as much 'tude as Emma ... but I have a feeling we're going to have our hands full just because we are going to be so outnumbered!
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