DD has all of her "gear" on..hat, bag, sword.
Her: I'm ready to go!
Me: Where are you going?
Her: Nowhere
Her grandmother could not stop laughing!
A while ago my mom was here for a visit. We were at the park and DD had to poo but didn't want to use the toilet. I went to get a pull up from the car and Grammie told me that while I was gone, DD was freaking out a bit:
Grammie: Are you ok?
DD: I'm ok, I'm just a litte traumatic.
Me: Yes, I am a bit traumatized. I guess she has been paying attention when we tell her she's a little dramatic.
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