The best part of the birthday party we attended today was when Amadea came running towards me at full speed, a look of total glee on her face, screaming, "Look! Grandma! I have cake ON MY SHOE!!!!"
She was waving the shoe as she ran.
Her complete and utter delight reminded me why I prefer kids to adults. I mean, c'mon, how cool is cake on your shoe? I still have zero clue how it got there, but I bet the story would only be hilarious to those who are classified as young children or very immature.
Guess which category I fit into?
Heh.
Q
1 comment:
same category as me... ;)
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