Well, not arguing so much as trying to keep her occupied long enough for Nat to make it out of the Restaurant. This is parenting at its finest. Well, it is parenting. Well, it is something that works. Well, it is something that kind of works. OK, it hardly ever works. It almost didn't work this time. Elle survived, as did Nat and myself.
It wasn't me. You can't prove anything.
2010-05-27
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This is so classic Kelly! Love it.
"The door wasn't closed all the way. Why is that thing pointed at me? Is that thing on?"
"YES!"
I was cracking up the whole time. Nice parenting too.
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