jr: i think my tummy says it wants to go to old mcdonalds for chicken and apples.
me to dad: I want to go to Arby's and grab Reuben's on the way home from getting groceries.
me to jr: you want to get chicken and apples and chocolate milk from a different place?
jr: yeah - that sounds good.
dad to jr: we've been there before, you like Arby's.
jr at the top of his lungs: I DON'T WANT TO GO TO BARBIE'S!
Monday, March 17, 2014
misunderstandings
Posted by mrs. c at 7:02 PM
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