Monday, December 21

Purple Prose

Honor woke me up to tell me she had a sore throat. But she didn't say, "Mama, I have a sore throat."

No, no, no. That would never do for Honor.

She woke up me up, saying, "My throat is like a bumpy road and my voice is the tires riding over that road. If this continues, my tires will go flat."

This will not be a boring day.

6 comments:

Nezzy said...

OMGosh! The girl thinks like me too. I sure hope she gets to feelin' better.

You did a splendid job in the play. Have a super day, Love ya.

M and M said...

*laughing hysterically* I think I'm raising one of those. Time will tell!

Andrea said...

ROFL! Nothing like saying it like it is...

jenniferkwarren said...

How beautiful! I love that you have a little artist/creative spirit!

granny janny said...

She told me Friday that her crown on her tooth felt like a Semi hit a brick wall.

Michael McMullen said...

That's awesome. I'll have to try that on my doctor someday.

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