Kyler (putting on a batting glove): You wanna play baseball with me?
Me: I can't right now, buddy. I have to change Myelle's diaper.
Kyler (with a sad little puppy dog face): Okay. I will play by myself.
Brett and I exchange a look. We are about to crack up.
Kyler (walking out the garage door with a defeated voice): Don't worry about it. I will play by myself.
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Lol, Oh That Little One Cracks Me Up!
ReplyDeleteHilarious! :)
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