Well, being that it is Sunday, it is normal for the grandkids to come over for lunch after church. Today was such a day. Logan spotted a container of Piroulines on the counter that were going to be a little gift.
Logan asked, "Grandma, I'm hungry. Can I have one of these?"
I said, "Sorry, Logan, they are for the neighbors."
His reply, "Grandma, I am your neighbor!"
1 comment:
Cute! And true! See, you can't get anything past that little man! And he LOVES those! He begs me for them every time we go to the store, but they are too expensive...so maybe our neighbor will have to gift us one :)
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