Wednesday, February 20, 2013

The Future, by Rosa

 
While helping me cook dinner...
 
 
Rosa:  Mommy, when I grow up I want to be a garlic-peeler.
No, I want to be a garlic-peeler mommy.
Then we will have one garlic-peeler mommy, one regular mommy,
one daddy and a fireman (Emmy?).
 
 
 
Some days I just cook for the entertainment.
Also, I never have to peel garlic anymore.  Win.


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