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Conversation over dinner:
Hollis: "Mommy has Hilly (cat #1). Gary is my kitty. Daddy, you have Patches."
T: "Oh, Patches is my cat?"
Hollis: "Yes, Daddy. Patches is your kitty." "Where is Holden's kitty?"
Me: "We're getting Holden a puppy."
Holden: "I don't want a puppy. I want a sheep."
Posted by Lawyer Mama on July 30, 2009 at 07:18 PM in Little H | Permalink