Ok, I realized that I need to write something funny otherwise, I’ll have to rename the blog – "Glue on her fingers, dirt on her toes, she carries tissues wherever she goes."
Honestly, I had nothing. Until right now. I just overheard a conversation between my neighbor boy and my 6-year-old daughter. It went something like this:
Her – "I gotta go to the bathroom."
Him – "Are you coming back out? Do you promise to come back?"
Her – "I can’t promise." Then after thinking about it for a second, "But, I give you my word!"