As Mariana brushes my hair this afternoon, which I really enjoy...
Mariana: Mommy, I am a good hair brusher. I think I will be a brusher when I grow up. Yes, a brusher...or a cutter. I'll be a hair brusher or cutter.
Me: Oh?...
Mariana: Yes, and you had better not go to anyone else. If there is an orange haired girl there with brown eyes don't go to her because it is not me.
Me: I would never dream of going to anyone but you.
Mariana: Yes, I will be a brusher when I grow up.
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
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Cute! Freddie wants to drive a police car when he grows up. I just hope he ends up driving it instead of just riding in it, if you know what I mean. ;)
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