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As expected, the funeral was so very, very sad. What wasn't expected was the emotions it brought up from my miscarriages almost three years ago. I plan on sharing more of that soon, but for now I'll share a conversation from dinner last night. My little monster two year old was with Grandma, so we had a rare dinner out with just our daughter. It was quite nice. Right after reiterating why we will never buy her Bratz dolls, we had this conversation:
Maddie- Megan is 8 so when she turns 12 she can babysit me.
Me- Well, when Megan is 12 you'll be 11. So maybe instead of her babysitting for you, you can babysit your little brother.
Maddie- Will you pay me?
Me- I don't know. How much will you charge?
Maddie- How long will you be gone?
Me- Um...how about 4 hours?
Maddie- Okay, four dollars.
Me- SOLD! (and then after further consideration) Well, I suppose we won't be able to leave you with Muck-Monster for four hours when you're 11...
Maddie- How about I watch him but you don't leave? You know, you and dad can just go in your room and have alone time.
My husband the realist/bargain hunter- Well, we won't need four hours. How about 15 minutes for a quarter?
Did you then tell your husband that she'll have to make change?
*cymbol crash*
Posted by: DD | November 15, 2007 at 10:06 AM
Like Andy Warhol said in 1968, "In the future, everyone will be world-famous for 15 minutes."
Posted by: Streetsweeper | November 16, 2007 at 12:18 PM
Lol. Classic, pure classic.
Posted by: Geoffrey | November 16, 2007 at 09:26 PM
One of the good things about getting older is that it lasts longer, you'll owe her at least 50 cents, lol
Posted by: carosgram | November 18, 2007 at 05:05 PM
That's freakin' hilarious.
Posted by: Julia | November 18, 2007 at 10:17 PM
Tee hee.
And I'm glad that I'm not the only mom of a six/seven-year-old who refuses to buy Bratz dolls!!!
Posted by: Lori M. | November 18, 2007 at 11:25 PM