Sunday, May 22, 2011

You Can't Make this Stuff Up

This morning Finley came running into my room with her pink baby under one arm and her pink sippy under the other. She threw them on the bed and then hoisted herself up, lunged at me and wrapped her arms around my neck.
"Mama I love you."
I melted she's never said that to me before.
Then she said; "Your bum smells."

1 comment:

Carla said...

Ha ha ha ha ha! PERfect. DID your bum smell??? ha ha ha