Marlee heard me talking to our neighbor on the phone the other afternoon. We were talking about how the kids should play together...either at her house or at ours...
I said "Oh yes, it doesn't matter to me which house, but Marlee's been dying to play with them for the whole week!" The conversation went on a few more minutes, and I think I may have said it again...randomly.
When I got off the phone Marlee came up to me and says "Mama, I'm dying?"
I said "What, no you're not dying! Why would you think that (clearly not thinking about my previous statement, and my mind was reeling!).
"Well, you said I was dying on the phone."
"Oh, I did say that didn't I. You are not dying. It's a phrase. But I meant excited. I should have said excited shouldn't I have?!"
Thankfully it didn't go much farther than that...but I just thought holy moly, I really need to pay attention to what I am saying! She was in the other room, so I didn't really think she was listening. :)
2 comments:
Wisdom from the mouth of babes. I had a friend come up to me many years ago stating he was dying. I was shocked and asked him what was wrong. He advised he was another day older and closer to death. He and your daughter do have a point. lol
Oh! How sweet!
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