Some amusing conversations Laci and I have had lately.
Me: What do you want for dinner?
Laci: My favorite - A hamburger with a hot dog on it in between two breads.
Me: Um, I don't think you have ever had that. How can it be your favorite?
Laci: It would be my favorite if you made it.
Me: I don't think we have any hamburger. We'll have to check.
Laci: It's my favorite. I will not eat anything else.
An hour later she ate the chicken I made for dinner that night.
Tonight we were playing "Barber". I combed her hair and then she was doing mine. She combed my hair and told me that my mom and dad did not do a very good job combing my hair and that my hair is getting long. Then she walked to go "get some scissors"! I stopped the game right there. :)