Ander is really having fun imitating his parents.
Today, wearing only some running shorts and a diaper, he put on my shoes. (At least they were flats. He he.)
Then he picked up Daddy's briefcase and said, "I go to work."
"Where do you work, Ander."
"At the state capital." (That's where Alan works.)
"Well, have fun and make some money."
Pouts and points to Alan. "But daddy takes my money. Why you take my money, daddy?"
LMAO.
Etcetera.
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