She took 2 raisins from my hand.
She later decided they were gum -as in chewing gum.
Then at checkout counter, I briefly saw one of the raisins jump away from her to the floor. She turned around to face me and said it fell down. I nodded absentmindedly. Then she cried, "Mumma, I want my gun back!!! I want a gun!!"
Several more pleads of "I want a gun" followed! I thought it so ironic she should say "I want a gun" in Texas :)
I let her chant it a few more times just for my ironic pleasure!!
Then finally told her what she means is not gun, she means to say is g-u-m.
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