So last night Keira was playing with my hair while I was TRYING (notice trying is completely relative with kids around) to have a conversation with Curt and some other friends. She was twisting my hair and it was starting to hurt, so I said "Keira, that hurts...please stop."
She grabs my face in her hands and with her most serious face (about 2 inches from mine) she tells me, "You have to be brave Mom."
Hmmm...where has she heard that before???
1 comment:
That is hysterical.
I love the title most, though. :)
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