Tonight we were riding in the car and the following conversation took place...
Richie: Mommy, when I grow up I want to marry you.
Rich: Mommy's already taken, she's married to me.
Richie: Yeah, but you're older than Mommy so you'll die first and then I'll marry her!
Me: Well, you can't really marry your Mommy, but I'll be your girl until you grow up and find another girl to love.
Richie: No, you'll always be my girl!
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
My Girl
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3 comments:
Be still my heart! Those are the moments that make everything else fade away. So sweet!
Make sure he reads this when he's about 15!
Awwwwwwww! That is sooooo sweet.
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