Saturday, January 7, 2012

Another confession...

Sometimes I confuse my children with my pets.

Ok. Maybe I do this a lot.

In the last three and a half years, I haven't managed to stop myself from frequently saying "vet" when I mean "pediatrician".

Last night, I was feeding Evie some avocado and she had her head turned away, so I tapped on her high chair tray and started to do my "Girls come here!" whistle. Then I realized my child has neither fur nor shockingly bad breath.

Sorry kiddos. Please stop me if I ever try to hand you a sandwich bag full of kibble.

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