I was sitting at the table watching Stella finish up her lunch and talking about the birthday party we were about to attend.
Me-"Stella, I don't want to go. Maybe you could drive yourself."
Stella-"MOM! I can't drive!"
M-"Well, if I go, you have to give me your birthday cupcake. Is that a deal?"
S-"You're kidding, right?"
M-"I'm dead serious."
S-(nervously laughing) You're kidding!
Later on in the car on the way to the party, Stella was in the backseat, looking out the window.
S-"Mom?" (sounding sad and really serious)
M-"Yeah? What's up?"
S-"Do I really have to give you my cupcake?"
Love it! She had been worrying about that cupcake for 2 hours! I feel the same way about cupcakes.
Saturday, January 28, 2012
Cupcake
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