I got called an old lady twice the other day.
Once by my darling hubby...
and then a half hour later by Poppy.
She didn't call me an old lady, she called me a granny.
She wasn't anywhere near Mark which made me think, is there something I am missing here?
I told her that she should call me a yummy mummy.
She said no.
"I can't call you a yummy mummy, mumma. We don't eat mummy's!"
ahh I love that kid.
2 comments:
My daughter thinks her granny is the coolest person going. If she called me one, it might just be a compliment. Although I'm not sure it would feel that way, to be perfectly honest. ;)
Blake asked me a couple of months ago if I was here when dinosaurs were...you know, since I'm so old
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