Thursday, March 6, 2014

Bedtime Stories

The girls like me to tell them stories at night. Usually they request stories from my childhood. They have probably heard every story I can remember, but still they ask to hear them again.

Tonight, I snuggled up to Ivory in bed.

Mom: Tell me a story.

Ivory: You tell ME a story.

Mom: I asked first.

Ivory: Okay. Once there was a toad.

Mom: I like it already.

Ivory: The toad had five children.

Mom: Rude. (Then I commenced tickling her.)

Needless to say, I didn't stick around to hear the rest of the story. Who knew my kids could be clever and sassy at the same time?

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