July 08, 2008

Last night (early this morning), Emma woke me up to tell me that her stomach hurt and that she needed medicine and apple juice wouldn't hurt either. As I trudged down the stairs, she patiently waited for me. As I sat with her and gave her the medicine, I asked her if she felt if there were butterflies in her tummy. She gave me this horrified look and said, "I didn't chew any butterflies!"
As I tried to tell her it was a figure of speech, I hear her say, "Jeez, Mommy, did you grow up in a barn?"

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