Baby girl: Mommy, mommy! Help! My goat needs help.
Me: What’s wrong with your goat?
Baby girl: He’s stuck on the light! (points up to the light in the hallway)
Me: Oh! Well tell your goat to jump down.
Baby girl: He can’t!
Me: Why not?
Baby girl: He has no feet!
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Baby girl: Where are we? (We had just parked in the near-by grocery center.)
Daddy: We’re going to pick up chinese noodles.
Baby girl: :gasp: Piiiiick up chinese noooooodles???!!!
Both of us: Yup!
Baby girl: BAM! (a la Emeril-style)
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