The Eight-Year-Old browses our bookshelves
The Eight-Year-Old, while browsing through our bookshelves, stops abruptly at a shelf full of pastel-spined books.
Mommyo, curiously: “What are you looking at, The Eight-Year-Old? My books on child behavior?”
The Eight-Year-Old: “Yeah. Why do you have those?”
Mommyo: “They are my attempt to understand you better.”
The Eight-Year-Old: “Can I read them? I don’t understand me at all.”
And with that, we’re off. Caterpickles is taking a short break to enjoy what’s left of the summer before it’s gone. I may post occasionally this month, but regular posting won’t resume until school does. See you in September!
- More funny stuff my daughter says (Caterpickles)
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