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Daniel-isms

I watch (as most of you know) two little boys each day while their mom goes off to work in real estate. I love these boys as though they were my very own, and I like to think that they love me in return.

Daniel, the older of the two, is always saying things that cause me to laugh. Today, as he pulled one of a number of long hairs out of my carpeting upstairs, he said, "Miss Pam, your house is old"

Me: "No honey, it's only two years old, That's not old yet"
Daniel: "Yes it is. Your house is old because it has hair now!"

The other day, as I was working in the kitchen, he came up behind me and told me the following:

Daniel: "Miss Pam, I want to go over to Olivia's house and play doctor with her"

At this point I was greatly relieved that my back was to him. Without turning around, and without too much laughter in my voice, I asked him to repeat his request. He did.

Me: (still with my back turned) Honey, What do you mean by playing doctor?
Daniel: "You know, Miss Pam! I want to play the doctor game! My mom said I could!"

At this point I am laughing so I turn around to look at him and find that he is holding the game Operation in his innocent little hands. I nearly fell over with relief.

Comments

  1. Too funny...reminds me of my nephew demanding to watch the movie "Out of Gas Car" (Madagascar)

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  2. Pammy, you run this really sweet blog so how can we come on here and be really coarse and rude - it's just inappropriate. So if I don't show up don't ever think I'm ignoring you. Thanks for popping over.

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  3. Tom, it's all a smokescreen.

    Are you dumping me? ::sigh:: The fickle, fickle British...

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  4. You should have poked him with tweezers to see if HIS nose lit up

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  5. Ha! That would have been a good idea.

    Welcome Contrary and thanks for saying that you are strong enough to stay here and visit. It seems Tom might be a weak link. :grin: We shall have to help him along.

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  6. Pammy, it's not that I'm dumping you; I just need to cool things down for a while. Cherry's got all upset now and I don't want to lose her.
    Anyway, why do you care, with all the guys you've got running after you

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  7. Cherry, cherry, cherry. I've lost you to her? Is it the lovely pink background of her blog?

    I can change templates. Really I can. Just don't ask me to do pink.

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