Tuesday, October 11, 2011
I was using my fingers to count the number of children coming to Little Miss's birthday party. Each child's name was ticked off by pointing to a finger. Child 1 - index finger. Child 2 - middle finger. Child 3 - ring finger. At this point, Nephew looks at me and, straight-faced, asks me if those are the names of my fingers. I'm proud of myself for just answering, "No, they are Little Miss's friends coming to her part." I figured it may be damaging if I laughed at him... like his mother did.