Me: No, buddy, I'm okay
Eli: Mama, are you mad?
Me: No, Bud, I'm fine.
What is it about the backseat that makes kids so freaking conversant?
Eli: Mama, are sad?
Me: Nope
Eli: What are you feeling Mama?
Me: Bud, I'm fine! I'm just trying to concentrate so I can find this place.
Eli: No, Mama. That's a thought. I asked how you were feeling.
My husband and hundreds of clients are right, that is obnoxious.
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ReplyDeleteI love it! The world needs more weird shrinks' kids if they are all like Eli.
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