The other night Greg was out with friends and Fiona and I were hanging out together. Fi decided it was a good time to test my patience and soon it became a battle of wills. After some time spent in the chair she decided it would be best to listen to her mother – and even sweetly apologized for it all later that night.
The next day Greg and I were standing in the kitchen and Fiona was on the patio playing. The slider was only open a foot or so and I was telling the story to Greg in an almost whispered voice.
Fiona stopped playing and ran over, peeked her head inside the doorway and said, “It’s o.k. momma. Stop talking about me! Haaa Ha ha ha ha heee ha ha!” and ran away laughing at herself hysterically.
Greg and I just stared at each dumbfounded.
oh my god that’s funny!
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