"Mom?"
"Yes Ethan?"
"Do you know who my favorite 4 girls are in the whole world?"
"Nope. Who?" I answered playfully, knowing at least a few of his favorites.
"Well, there's Abbie and Ellerie and of course, you," he replied, dragging out the "oooooh" sound. "Those are my favorite girls."
"Hmmmm," I smiled then asked, "Well who is the fourth?"
"The fourth what?"
"The fourth favorite girl, Ethan. You said you had four favorite girls." I explained.
"Oh," he answered. "It must be just three."
He may not be able to count, but he sure is a charmer, that boy. And as my sister in law always states, at least he is good looking!
Sunday, June 26, 2011
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Bless his heart. He tried, Mama.
ReplyDeleteI had to read that one to my husband and we both laughed out loud. LB must be from the South: "bless his heart" :)
ReplyDeleteHe's a keeper! My little one keeps on telling me I am young, she may be my favorite.
ReplyDeleteThat's a story worth saving for sure...
ReplyDelete(and oh with a heart like that, there will be plenty of competition to be the fourth favorite girl.)