Joshua (wearing a plastic red fireman hat): Let's get in the firetruck and go warn people not to play with fire.
Me (wearing a plastic yellow construction helmet because I get to be "the captain"): Just a minute. I have to fix my hair. I can't fight fires with bad hair.
Joshua: Yeah, mom, I know.
3 comments:
Priorities, you know.
Ian
Cute! Is he always so agreeable about giving you time to get ready?
They grow up so fast, don't they?
One of my twins tonight said a joke I had just told wasn't very nice or funny. She's only 4 and her twin agreed. ouch!
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