Sara (placing blanket on her head and grinning proudly): Noah!
Hallie: You're not Noah, Sara. You're his wife.
This from the child who informed me last night that she wants to go to doctor school like her Aunt Heather when she gets "a little bigger."
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2 comments:
Ha! I love it! Gonna have to get control of the bossiness though, we don't want her to be THAT kind of doctor. ;)
Is there ANOTHER kind? :)
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