Tuesday, March 6


Overheard at the lunch table:

Mudge: Momma, I done!
Momma: Okay, Mudge, let me clean you up.

As she was waiting for the wash cloth she stood up in her chair.

Mudge: Momma, I big! And Daddy big!
Momma: yep, you're big. Is momma big?
Mudge: Nooooo.
Momma: No? Am I little?
Mudge: Nooooo.
Momma: Well, what am I?
Mudge: Momma you're green!

Well! At least I'm not big.

1 comment:

Jodi said...

No doubt . . . I'd rather be green than big.

Two more days!!!