Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Vivisms, vol 11
Vivi: Mommy, can you wash my face? I have a booger mustache.
Singing in the car...
Vivi: Come on, come on, I like it like it.
Vivi: I want to play with the puzzle.
Vivi: But first, I want to get married.
Me: ...blank stare...
Vivi: (hugging me) There, now we are married!
Vivi: Mommy, let's play. You be the little girl, and I'll be the ice cream fireman.
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