Tuesday, March 23, 2010

So Many Arms

Mona says:  "Mom, when I grow up I want to be a mommy octopus."

I say:  "Why Mona?  That's kind of a funny thing to be."

Mona says:  "Because I could have so many of arms to do a million things like moms have to do and like you have to do and like talk on the phone, and make hot dogs, and change the diapers, and let the dog in, and do the emailing, and pick up socks, and clean up the milk and all the millions of stuffs like that." *she says counting them off on her fingers*

I say:  "That would be a great idea."

Mona says:  "And then if you had so many arms there would plenty of arms left over for when I need a hug with my hot dog."

I say:  nothing *bending down with my so many arms to give her a hug*