Dear "Aunt Nan,"
That's in quotes because that's what my chicks call you, but i think you may be the devil. You live in San Diego. I live in Houston. Will you please let me in on how you're drugging my children? Particularly, the oldest one. Let's get something straight right now: I'M the mommy; therefore, I am the favorite female. Period. When mom was out there visiting you last week, she bought Jenna a safari book. Jenna loves it. I mean, really, it involves cheetahs, so it's not a huge shocker that the kid wants to snuggle up with it like a favorite blankie. However, a child should not say this: "I love this book. Do you know why i love it mom? Because my Aunt Nan touched it. I love my Aunt Nan."
I GET IT ALREADY! Jesus.
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2 comments:
That is hilarious!!
Nik
LOL - too funny :)
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