The Setting: Sunday night family dinner.
Brooklyn (Breaking out into tears): I bit my tongue! Mommy, you have to kiss it.
Sticks out tongue--which happens to be covered in spaghetti bits.
Mom: I'm not kissing that.
Stunned silence.
Brooklyn (Panicked): But what are we gonna do? If you don't, it won't get better!!
I love how the problem is a collective one. I guess she understands that if she's not happy, Mommy's probably not happy either.
4 comments:
I can totally picture the whole scene. Love it!
Haha! Oh man, that is funny. Sounds like kids are never ending sources of entertainment.
Band-aid. Definitely no kiss though.
Hello Wheelers,
I just want you to know that although I haven't been writing, I do check in with you on your blog. I love reading about your adventures, especially your fun mommy moments...because Evie does some of the same things! I haven't yet been asked to kiss a food-covered tongue, but when it happens, I will be comforted that Brooklyn set a precedent. :)
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