Felicity (at breakfast):
Dear God, thank you food that all day Mom make. Sooo wicious*.
*(Wicious=Delicious)
Felicity (at breakfast):
Dear God, thank you food that all day Mom make. Sooo wicious*.
*(Wicious=Delicious)
Filed under Aren't my kids funny?, Girls are not boys
Isn’t funny how three year olds think their moms are the best cooks in the world?
That’s great! I love how complimentary little kids can be. They’ll realize later that we’re not as good as they thought. Well, maybe not in your case.