"Don't, Mama. I'm dreaming." So says Caitlyn to me apropos of nothing while we were at the Seattle Aquarium.
"You're what?"
"I'm DREE-ming."
"Ah," I say. "What are you dreaming about?"
A small pause, and then she answers, almost wistfully.
"Soup."
"You're what?"
"I'm DREE-ming."
"Ah," I say. "What are you dreaming about?"
A small pause, and then she answers, almost wistfully.
"Soup."
1 Comments:
very cute. i wish you guys didn't live so far away!
you've been tagged from my other incarnation.
my best to you.
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