Last night's drive at 5
Jayda: "Geez Mom, duh days are getting showter on us, aren't dey?"
Me: {giggling} Yes, honey they sure are.
Friday's drive at 5
After Jayda managed to spill and smear a piece of birthday cake across her seat and the window and the door and the floor of my car.
Jayda: "dis is duh worst birthday eber, isn't it?
Me: Well. . . . .
She then hid her face and almost started crying. She's pretty emotional, and must have really been feeling bad about not getting me a gift, then spilling a piece of cake she so desperately wanted to give me to brighten my day. Poor thing! I told her, "No, it wasn't the WORST birthday ever and I really didn't want that cake anyway. It doesn't help mommy's fatness."
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