This year, Daddy and Raegan went shopping one day when I was working. When I got home our conversation went something like this.
Mommy: Raegan, what did you and Daddy buy me for Christmas?
Raegan: A box.
Mommy: What kind of box?
Raegan: A Christmas Box.
Mommy: Where did you get it?
Raegan: The 'puter store.
Hmmm....
2 weeks later, she and I were finishing up shopping. We pulled into the Macy's parking lot.
Raegan: I go to this store with Daddy!
Mommy: What? When?
Raegan: We ride the escalator.
Mommy: What did you buy here?
Raegan: A pot. (pronounced very much like box)
Mommy: What color pot?
Raegan: A red one. A Christmas Pot!
Merry Christmas to Me. I am a lucky girl to have 3 very nice Christmas gifts.
My daughter.
My husband.
And my Christmas Pot.
2 comments:
You are hilarious with your snooping!!!
It's a disease...she's had it since birth. She has now passed on to her daughter.
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