
Later durring the day Chance comes into my room where I am ironing and our conversation goes just like this:
Chance: Mom, That person scared me.
Me: What person?
Chance: That person that went, AHHHHH, AHHHHHHHHHH. I don't like that person it scares me.
Me: Great, Well I'll just let Braden sleep with you tonight.
Chance: No mom, I can't let Braden sleep with me he squirms.
Me: What?
Chance: Because he squirms to much. He can't sleep with me.
Me: Well, When you sleep with me you squirm too much.
Chance: Really!!! OH! That's nice of you , mom. That's so nice.
and he leaves the room.
Uhhhh........ I think I've just been hoodwinked.
1 comment:
That is the cutest picture of Chance!!
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