Well, I have officially now heard it all.
Monkey asked where her toy lamb was this morning (it was two feet away, on her play kitchen). When I pointed it out, she said "I want it" with that tone of....well, let's just say that Kings, Queens and despots could take lessons from her on how to boss around inferior beings.
I said if she wanted it, she knew how to get it. I.e., get your b*tt up and get it yourself, child.
And then, I heard this:
"No, I can't. I have a broken leg."
What's next, the dog ate her homework?
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