I’m in the bathroom getting ready to go to the grocery and I hear the girls playing Wii in the den.
“You’re doing good!” I overhear Miss C say.
I peek my head around the corner, “Hey, that was a nice thing to say Miss C.”
“What?!” she shouts in reply, fully engaged in gamer zombie mode.
“That was a nice thing to say!”
I step into the den. “I said, ‘That was a nice thing to say…that she’s doing good!”
Miss A: “Mom. She said, ‘You’re GONNA DIE.”
(When did my 5-year-old start regularly referring to me as MOM? Sigh…)
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