"Mom, could you love a hairball?" little kid asked.
"Like, a physical ball of hair?"
"Yes."
"No."
"Really?!?"
"Yes, really."
"What if it was your hairball? If it came from you?"
"No."
"Then how can I know that you love me?"
"Seriously? You're just going to have to take my word for it."
1 comment:
I am so glad that even as he gets older his weirdness hasn't faded, haha.
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