Tuesday, January 30, 2007
My rough and tough tomboy
Tatum came running up to me earlier and this is the conversation that followed. Keep in mind, she's only 4:
T: Oh my God! Oh my God!
M: What's the matter?
T: There is a spider in my room.
M: Show me where.
T: (looking for the spider, whispering) I don't know where he went. I'm so freaked out.
M: Spiders don't bother people. They eat bugs. They run away from people.
T: This one was different.
T: It sucks people's blood.
T: I saw one like that.
T: On the trashcan, it was fat and yellow and it sucks people's blood.
Too much TV? Or brotherly influence?
Posted by Carla at 12:14 PM