9:27 p.m.
(last night)
Danny: Uh, Mama. You gink dis uh-muff desints?
{you think this is enough presents?}
me: Yes, it's enough.
Danny: No it not.
8:42 a.m.
(this morning)
Danny: Uh, Mama. I gink we need muh desints.
{I think we need more presents.}
And my response to that:
a big eye roll and a big sigh as I contemplate a long day
of finding a place for everything and putting everything in its place.
It ain't gonna be easy.
p.s. See how Grama Bama felt pity on my poor naked bendy tree and bought it a teeny tiny skirt?
(this morning)
Danny: Uh, Mama. I gink we need muh desints.
{I think we need more presents.}
And my response to that:
a big eye roll and a big sigh as I contemplate a long day
of finding a place for everything and putting everything in its place.
It ain't gonna be easy.
p.s. See how Grama Bama felt pity on my poor naked bendy tree and bought it a teeny tiny skirt?
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