Imagine her in the playroom, throwing herself on the floor, crying so hard she can barely breathe, speaking something inaudible for a few minutes. When I can finally calm her down enough to talk to me, this is what she says...
Me: Grace, what is wrong?
Grace: What did you do?
Me: What did I do to what?
Grace: My playroom.
Me: I cleaned it.
Grace: All this clean is making me sick.
2 comments:
How dare you clean! LOL!
LOL!!! That is one of the funniest things I've heard a kid say in a long time!
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