Background: Papa has been ticking Mama off at every turn during the day, physically and metaphorically poking her every chance he gets.
Scene: The car -- Papa and Mama in the front seat, girls in the back.
Papa (laughing and under his breath): So I probably don’t have a chance tonight do I?
Mama (glaring at him but under her breath): No, probably not.
Katie (piping in from the back seat): Papa why don’t you get chances? You don’t get any chances!
5 comments:
that is hillarious!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!vib
Cracking up over here. Out of the mouths of babes.
Love it!
ohhhhh the things they pick up on. Gotta love it when they can practically hear your thoughts. Too cute!
Haha, her comment sounds as if her hearing is so good, she notices that the evenings are very quiet.
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