So we were on our way and talking about how Gamma and Papa were still on Martha's Vineyard.
Morgan said, "I wish we had a house like Martha's Vineyard."
"Me too," I said.
"Mommy, someday I'm going to buy that house on Martha's Vineyard."
"That's great!"
"But, Mommy, how do you move a house when you buy it?!"
And at breakfast I was moving her hair out of her face so her food wouldn't get in it. She kept moving it back so it was in her face. I asked her why she kept moving her hair into her face, and Morgan said,
"If you do that [move her hair off her face] then I won't look like Morgan anymore."
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