Noah tends to be a
little lot dramatic. This week as I was cooking supper, he came into the kitchen proclaiming the he was STARVING. I knew this was not the case, so I did what any good mother would do; I ignored him. The cold shoulder treatment did not phase him at all and he continued on...
Mom, I am
really starving. I'm so hungry that just now when I went to get up I could feel my
bones! My elbows and my knees are bones, right?
1 comment:
He is so clever! Love the snow, it isn't nearly as cold and messy as ours was either!!
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