Last night as we were finishing dinner, Tooty was eating the remaining few crumbs of a graham cracker. She picked up the last one and said, "It's crying."
Your cracker?
Her misses her daddy.
Where is he?
In my tummy.
You better eat her so they can be together, then.
And she promptly stuck the piece in her mouth and chomped down.
2 comments:
What a great imagination!
I like it.
Very cute.
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