There's been about three or four times in the past two months where Michael Jackson is shown on TV, in full bizarro regalia, umbrella and all, and Ava turns to us and sweetly asks, "What's her name?"
To which, one of us replies, "Well, ummm..." and diverts her attention with either a Polly Pocket, princess Barbie, or some pretty pink coloring book, as the other quickly changes the channel.
Yes, it's far to early for that discussion.
ReplyDeleteI'm not ready for that discussion.
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I'm twenty-four and my wife does the same thing to me when I ask that question...
ReplyDeletethat girl makes me laugh.
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