Thursday, November 6, 2008

Her father's daughter

Last night, after her bath, A decided that she needed to go potty. I dried her off, wrapped her in a towel, and set her on the john.

A: I need a magazine to read. [keeping in mind that the child isn't yet three-and-a-half and cannot, in fact, read]

Me: Okay. [picks up a random magazine next to the toilet]

A: No, I want the video game magazine.

I ask you...

1 comment:

koala brains said...

Too funny. As much as you and I are alike, our daughters are, too! I'm sending you a pic...