My grandson was standing in front of my desk, reading a library book. His mom (that would be my daughter) was in the adjoining office.
I stretched my arms up, noticed a bruise and asked her why she hurt me. She maintained her innocence.
I asked lil man, "Did you hurt me?"
"No."
"How can you be sure?"
"I don't hurt old people."
PS: His mom did make him apologize for being rude.
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
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6 comments:
Aren't kids cute....?
OH, kid folk. He probably didn't even realize he was being rude.
He did not realize he was being rude...he was quite proud of himself for being kind. And so was I.
That was a sweet thing to say in his own way. :D
ha!
Ha-ha. I knew you were old!! Wait a minute...you're my age.
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