Driving Brooklyn to school yesterday I learned something new. We are waiting at the light and all the sudden She yells out "purple car!". Well, Brooklyn loves anything purple so I asked her if she was gonna have a purple car when she grew up. "Yep" she says, "like yours." (Mine's blue, but close I guess)
Then she tell's me that she's just gonna take my car.
"You want my van when you grow up?", I asked her.
"Yep, when I'm a mommy, but then you have to go away"
"Why do I have to go away?"
"Cause mommy's can't live by their kids when they're a Grandma!"
Oops, sorry Grandma Bly and Grandma Woolley. It sucks being so far from family, but at least we can blog about it :)
We Love Our Grandma's
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