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 πŸ™‚

  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. πŸ˜‰

  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! πŸ™‚