I Can’t Keep Up

January 3, 2010 @ 7:29 am | Filed under: These People Crack Me Up

Rilla comes hobbling in, using a wiffle ball bat for a cane.

“Look, Mommy, I’m playing I’m a grandma!”

Me: “Why, hello there, Grandma.”

Rilla: “Mommy. I’m not playing that any more.”


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  1. LOL! Hilarious 🙂

  2. Everytime I open your blog and see “Rilla” for a moment I think it must be my long awaited post about why you love Rilla of Ingleside best. But alas it is just another adorable little tidbit from your sweet little girl. 😉

  3. Bahahahahaha! I love that kid.

  4. I have a 4 year old girl and can deeply appreciate the confused look that must have been on your face just then! 🙂