Wednesday, August 20, 2008

umm...that's a good thing, right?

Me: Hi, Mikala!

Ten year old Mikala: Hi.

Mikala's mom: Mikala, you remember Tracy, don't you?

Mikala: Noooooo.

Mikala's mom: Sure you do, Tracy is your aunt's best friend! You've met her lots of times.

Mikala: Noooooo.

Mikala's mom: Remember, Tracy's the one who makes noises like a squirrel when she eats bread at restaurants?

Mikala: OHHH! HI TRACY!!

You can't make up stuff this good.


LLLOL! said...

You really CAN'T make stuff like that up! I've had the same thing happen to me. Only it was my best friend's daughter Brooke. I hadn't seen either of them in ages, the last time being when my boyfriend and I spent the weekend at their house. Apparently, Little Brookie only remembered me by "the pretty white and green bikini that showed [my] butt and boobies!" It was so embarrassing. She screamed that out while we were meeting up at a really nice, really quiet, resteraunt.

Phoenix said...

yeah...gotta love kids.

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