You, as we are watering the vegetable sprouts:
"Mommy, when I grow up I want to be a gardener!"
You, later, as we are making mixed-up chip cookies:
"Mommy, when I grow up I want to be a baker!"
Me:
"A baker and a gardener?"
You:
"Yes! I can be ANYTHING!"
Me:
"Yes you can, my love, yes you can!"
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
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