"Okay, kiddos, let's say goodnight to Mema," I instruct them as we're changing into jammies last night. "What do you want to thank Mema for today?" I prompt them.
"Thank you for making me pudding, Mema!" Saia yells. Well, at least she's got her priorities in tact. "Okay, what about you, Chago?" I continue.
"Um..." says Chago, "thank you for dinner...aaaaaannnnddd...thank you for taking me outside...aaaaannnnndddd...thank you for my milk...aaaaannnnnddd...And thank you for hitting me on the head."
Mema's jaw dropped. Chago started laughing. Saia kept saying Mema hit Chago on the head. I couldn't get them to calm down for fifteen minutes -- or at least until he finally acknowledged that no, he really didn't want his nose to grow, so he decided to tell the truth and let Mema off the hook. This time.
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It'd be better if you came up for a visit and saw us in person, Aunt Annie!!! :)
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