This morning I asked Madelyn what she wanted for breakfast. To me it sounded like "Raising Cains". A yummy chicken finger place. I said, "that's not breakfast food". She said, "yes, it is".


I told her to go pick out which cereal she wanted and this is what she came back with.

"See mom, Raising Cains". I guess this is why we sometimes don't understand each other.
2 comments:
Ha haa!!! That is so funny!!
one word makes all the difference!! ha ha ...cute story!
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