Apparently the Precious Child has been watching a few too many Disney villains.
While hanging out this morning, she took the pillow I use as an arm rest while working and hid it, then came back into my office cackling "You'll never see your pillow again! Never!"
I begged and pleaded. "Oh, please...please give me my pillow!"
"No, never! Bwa ha ha ha!" (I swear.)
I resorted to tears. "Boo hoo hoo...oh, where is my pillow? Boo hoo hoo."
"You will never see your pillow! Ha ha ha!"
Next stop, a light saber and some body armor.
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Reminds me of an experience with my own precious child. I had always joked with people that I was going to teach my child "evil laughter", but I had (mostly) been joking.
Then one day, when she wasn't yet two years old, I was carrying her from the car to the shopping mall when she let out a "Bwah, ah, ahhhh!"
Honestly, I couldn't have been prouder. (that's the pro-imperialist warmonger in me coming out).
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