a recent conversation

Thursday, April 29, 2010

Logan was not happy that I wouldn't let him have some of my makeup on his hands so he ran to his room and curled up on his bed.

M: What's wrong, Logan?
L: I miss my Grandma. (apparently she would have let him have the makeup!)
M: I miss Grandma too.
L (with a stern look): You don't miss Grandma, I miss Grandma!
M: Grandma is my mommy.  I love her too.
L: You don't love Grandma! I love Grandma!
M: OK, buddy.

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