At breakfast this morning we were talking about my friend Derek coming home tomorrow and The oldest girl Van asks me " who in your family is in the army." I replied my dad was" ( the conversation takes place as fallowed....)
Van:" why isn't he any more"
Me: "he lost his leg"
Bubba : " Where did his leg go"
Me: " it was sick so the doctors had to cut it off"
Delanie: " so what does he have now"
Me: " A fake leg"
Bubba, Van, and Delanie: " whats a fake leg"
Me: " Its a prosthetic"
van: " Oh thats a fake leg right llama"
Me: " yep"
Delanie: " HE HAS A BARBIE LEG!!!!!!" ( she says it with every bit of enthusiasm as a kid on Christmas morning after Santa has come)
Me ( uncontrollable LAughtER)
Although the conversation went on to clarify that it was NOT a barbie's leg I will end here as I am still laughing until tears run out my eyes!!!!!
Hope your little Laugh-O-Meter fills up some ... much Love :))
Out of the mouths of babes... Laughter is good for the soul!! xoxo ~ t.
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