Mar 062010
Yesterday while Emma and I were eating lunch alone, I asked my three-year-old, “Emma when you grow up, what are you going to be?”
Emma: A gwown up.
Me: *snickering* I know. But what do you want your job to be?
Emma: Oh. I don’t wike dat.
I believe I have the smartest and most literal three-year-old around.
I would agree!