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We were at Mamita’s house having dinner when Monkey looks up from her food an says, “Mamita has made the best meal ever!”
Monkey and A were practicing guitar together. A song with lyrics about ‘broken hearts’ comes on.
Monkey: Broken hearts? I have a broken heart.
A: You do?
Monkey: Yeah, but it’s fixed now, so I’m happy again.
Walking home from her school one day, we come across a pigeon with one leg.
Monkey: Why does that pigeon have only one leg?
Me: I don’t know. It must’ve gotten hurt somehow.
Monkey: And it lost the leg?
Me: I guess so.
Monkey: I know! When I get older, I’m gong to become a police officer so that I can help the pigeon find his foot!
As we’re walking past the firestation near her school:
Monkey: Hello, Firefighters! (turns to me) Mommy, I said hi to them. They look nice.
Yes, they look very, very nice.
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She’s alittle beauty!
Comment by Trudy October 23, 2008 @ 12:13 am