Yesterday during church (while everyone else around us is quiet and thinking righteous thoughts):
Child #3: "Where do I come from?"
Me: "Ah. What do you mean?"
#3: "I'm the only one in our family with blond hair. So, where did I come from?"
Me: "Your dad had blond hair when he was your age."
#3: "So, I come from dad."
Me: "And me too."
...pause while she looks disappointed....
"Sorry."
#3: "Could I come from Aunt Emily?"
Me: "Nope. Sorry again."
#3: {heavy sigh}..."Alright."
She's looking for a way out of here, isn't she?
Can you blame her?
2 comments :
seriously!! Who wouldn't want to come from me?!
That's funny!!
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