Tonight at dinner:
Abby has had her sweet potatoes and is done being trapped in her chair, so Bret holds her while Gabe and I finish eating.
Bret sits Abby up on top of his head and asks Gabe, "Hey do I have a baby on my head?" Gabe is eating and smiling looking at Abby on Bret's head but doesn't answer, so Bret turns to me and says "Babe, do I have a baby on my head?"
I look above Bret's head for a few seconds and say "Uh, no" and turn away. Then a few seconds later I turn back and say "Oh, but you have an Abby on your head!"
Gabe starts laughing and says loudly "Mama, you funny!"
So obviously I am quitting my job and we are moving to Hollywood so I can be discovered!
1 comment:
i thought you were going to say she spit up all over Bret's head. Can you get her to do that? I think if you could do that you could do anything. And if you can do anything you can make it anywhere. Sometimes you just have to dream the impossible dream.
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