"Huh?" I responded.
"You have paper in your arm!" She repeated.
"Um, honey, I don't think so," I answered as delicately as I could, as R. can be quite
"UH-HUH! Miss L. said so!" She countered. If she says Miss L., her Pre-K teacher, told her, then there was NO WAY I was going to convince her otherwise. But as she gets her tenacious traits from yours truly, I certainly couldn't let her think that there was actually paper inside a human's arm. Now could I?
Am because I'm so smart and knowledgeable, I needed to prove a five year old wrong. 'Cause I'm mature like that.
"I think maybe you misunderstood Miss L. because we do not have paper in our bodies. We--" R. cut me off in mid-sentence.
"No I didn't and YES WE DO!"
"We have bones and muscles in our arms," I continued.
"Oh, wait," she giggled, "Not paper, I meant tissue!"
9 comments:
Oh man...she cracks me up.
haha! My 4yo get so convinced by his own stories and his own interpretations I feel like such an idiot arguin with him but I can't help it because HE IS WRONG!! :-)
lol I love it!
Where is that tissue when I need to blow my nose?
What?
Oh. totally different things. Right.
(Cute kid!)
That is so true about the teacher never being wrong. If any teacher or friend tells my niece Nikki something, it HAS to be true. But she won't believe anything her mom or I tell her. lol
Great blog entry. I'm voting for you!
Perfectly adorable!
That is a precious story! Sounds like a conversation I could've had with my own five-year-old!
That is a precious story! Sounds like a conversation I could've had with my own five-year-old!
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