Last night the Pea and I watched the movie Curious George...I could fill you in on the ENTIRE movie, since I had to watch it seven times (which is six more times than anyone over the age of seven should be subjected to), but I won't...you're welcome. The ending, however, I will tell you, because it is the reason for the following exchange with the Pea...after "saving the day," and much chaos, George, quite by accident, heads off in a rocket.
her: "Mommy, me like the rocket, me need a rocket!"
me: "You want a rocket huh? Wow, I don't know about that."
her: "Yes mommy, me need a rocket."
me: "Well baby, I don't have one, wouldn't know where to get one, so I guess that means no, sorry."
her: "You DO mommy! You HAVE a rocket!"
me: "I do?! Really? I don't think so honey, I don't have a rocket."
her: "YES MOMMY!! You have a rocket IN YOUR BOX!"
me: (laughing out loud) "If ONLY mommy had a rocket in her box..."
Mommy would be in a much better mood...
much better. ;)
Monday, January 12, 2009
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