Yesterday after dad left Bre and headed home she came up to me and demanded that I open my mouth. I looked at her like she was crazy so she repeated it "open your mouth". So I done as I was told. She shook her head and said "no, they don't come out". I am sitting there thinking what the ??? so I asked her what she meant. Her response made me chuckle...."Papa's come out, mine and yours don't. His doctor made his to where they come out". She was talking about dad's new set of teeth! Thankfully he found it as funny as I did when I told him about it later.
Monday, October 19, 2009
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